Lyrics:
your dignity, and pied the piper
Shot by a sniper, Donal Draper
Split you in half like a piece of paper
Look at all my words just before I lay it
get wit me, you steppin' with 007
Better make it snappy, no time to do your hair, baby
Brothers are bustin' at me, beats and bullets pass me
None
can be taken by a slimebag
Now the N9ne ask what the mind has
When it can make you murder somebody dope as dimebag
If I seen ya, I'ma bring ya
inside, you have the power to write
You have the opportunity every day to decide, choose love
It might just blossom into a new love
But whatever happens,
Look around, fake browse
Then fill up on it
MangoRaptor god
Only one
Out of hiatus
Check the latest
Find me at ABT
What you want from me?
You know what
ain't got a chance you makin' a plan to lose (ooh)
Don't need a security blanket, a safety, they haunt us, abandoned school
Took an advance and paid it
just post up by the sit and go
Spending every dollar that we got up at the liquor store
What the fuck you knew bout
Summer time shoot outs
Catch a girl
it is
& not take it how it comes
I gave you slices of the pie when you was offering me crumbs
& whatever's in the cake is in the crumb so it's nun'n
relax if you got a big bozak grab that
Like Mr. Long my brother from another mother
Yo check it out
(Bounce make it bounce make it
prospects
It courses misery for who got left
And all the families living with painful consequences shit is senseless
But if you was him then you'd confessed
can’t let my shit shrink
Uh, take a blue pill I need me a dose
You think that you got me, you not even close
MVP ballin, Chicago D Rose
I found out my
It's all I got
Ha-ha
Yeah, put you in the past (gone)
Try to take advantage and it bit you in the ass (mhm)
Crazy that I thought that me
y'all snakes keep rattlin
Bitch, you ain't got nothin on the rich
Every other day my whole dress code switch
So just in case you want to clock me like
release?
Don't you know your soul is owned by the Prince of Peace?
I hear Heaven's Choir man it's deafening
They're singing glory to the Lamb for eternity
God's given me all this, still
I feel no different regardless
Kids look to me as a god, this is retarded
If only they knew
It's a facade and it's
You know what I'm gonna do?
You know what I'm going to do?
I do it
You, you, you, people have been talkin', man
You know what I'm going to do?
Prime baby, you know I got the juice
I can have anybody but I only want you, yeah
Tell me baby, what you gotta lose?
Want you by my side, yeah come and be
hired's out
Stuck inside a cycle, on a wider route
Not a straight and narrow. You a choir mouse
So what the fuck is you cryin' bout
Is taking Fed chances by
don't want to waste your time
But I done told you time and time again
Whatever you're going through
You can come and talk to me
And I will say
Would you knock a man down if you don't like the cut of his clothes
Could you put a man away if you don't want to hear what he knows
Well it's
they don't believe in it.
And it seems you can achieve by any means go and get it
Anything you vision and anything you wishing
You can live it just bare
whatever for money
They'll murk a nigga now and got to church on a Sunday
Probably snitch on homeboys and take a flight out of country
It's fucked up,
in this life and you have won
It is supposed to be fun but stick by your mouth and by your gun
That's a J Phraze pun enter void and you'll be numb
nothing on me
Ah, come to me, run to me, come to me now
We're rolling, my sweetheart, we're flowing, by God
Man, oh, man, I just love Christmas
It's
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