Lyrics:
I'm aware that my artistry different
I'm aware that my heart is by my cuff link
Though I'm living a life with a lot of plush things
I'm living a life
came wit
Yea the little squad that they
First of all I'm just tired of all curses on me
For certain it's like three overweight niggas is perched up on me
Thank God
Count up I'm paid
My team is day one
Same squad no trades
Had ups had downs
Some left some stayed
Clean house no maid (good GOD)
Big body Big
It's on now
Feel threatened by this
T-Squad
T.S.
Takin shit
[ VERSE 1: Armageaddon ]
We 12-cylinder-pushin drug dealer-killers, we feelin this
those who oppose the squad us
It's the motherfuckin' don Cartagena ya heard
What?
They wanna know why ya name is Joey Crack
You a hustler, how they
Ever since kindergarten, always been the sharpest
Doin' this for my fam cause home is where the heart is
Other crews could chill, all of y'all days are
been the same
And my production selection is still flame
But they love you on the
Come up 'cause you ain't
Tainted by fame And you
Still they little
to my blow it's the fishiest
When it comes to my hoe she the prettiest
And your squad is where Goofy & Micky is
In my wood about an 1/8 of the stickiest
I
(You ain't evil)
Talkin' 'bout somebody tryin' to playa hate you
Actually I like you but fuck wit my squad the German A.K.'ll hit you
Ever seen what
shredding this phenomenally
Disregard what everybody thinks
My conscious is an anomaly
My notions a hyperbole
My body won't atone for peace
My heart is
I had, I had, I had some fun with that one right there
That shit is takin' me back
Word 'em up, word 'em up
Ayo, how many people ready for this
I've never been a buster just a true hustler
My squad is lethal
Come with the right price
I can make you look bigger then neno
Just put a gun in your
Under the sun where it's warm, runnin with Pun til I'm gone
That's word is bond on my moms
That's the squad motto, got beef we call Rallo
that's diamond laced
Tryin to find a place to recline, shine my face
Under the sun where it's warm, runnin with Pun til I'm gone
That's word is bond
Out late, I'm in dismay
My minds runnin' faster than my heart rate
I don't know if we'll see another day
You can tell by that look on my face
Like
This song go out to anybody who lost one of they homies man
You ever lost somebody
That felt like you was in this shit by yourself
But you gotta
Kickin' it with my martians
Hangin with' the squad
We know we the hardest
Chattin about the love
Showed her where my heart is
Bad lil' bitch wanna fuck
She
rock a second Millie on my right hand
Swear to God they gon feel it this is my chance
I’m so gone ain’t no telling where I might land
With the squad
Me and my squad in the zone
Taking the land that we Roam
Telling the people they home
Spirit is off of the dome
Why are they faking and thinking they
for every time I'm strapped the 12 ride by ain't find my strap
Judge would a hit a nigga heart bout that
And nigga with some sense thankin' Got 'bout
never stops dialling
My phone be buzzin I couldn't stop bluffing
Squad by my side saying I should start cuffing
Rivals be chatting walking and snapping
I was always taught to get it
All I know is how to get
Where was you
Where was you
Where was you
Where was you
I flipped that pack by my lonely
(Busta Rhymes)
Catching my fever
Rob the passanger, the last griever
You don't lone my squad?
Fuck ya'll, we don't love your ass neither
Way off
the sharpest
Doin' this for my fam cause home is where the heart is
Other crews could chill, all of y'all days are numbered
Bus got the Yellow Digga coming
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