Lyrics:
expecting Day to base his verse on data based on turds
My database said Day the basehead that day to base head
Is he dope? No
Who gave Day the base, ball is
This what you really want, huh?
Turn me up, Ali!
I know your image of me
Is what I hope to be
Black lip bastard, pass me your password
So I
It's some E Side shit homie
You know
Repping for the gang cause its all i know
Gave my brother game cause its in my soul
Better stay away you
to bone me and, then I play custodian
And turn off the lights this is the likes of a
Ticketing wallowing high jumping radio rumping brother
Got Seoul
in our hoods are making hearts ache
Most of us are uncles and fathers
The next generation is watching let's set a better example
Increase the noise be
that I've sent
Some snaps of my plonker
To a barmaid in Kent,
My brother, my mother
And a florist called Jacques
And Jaques is the only one
Who's sent
they learned
The question I'm asking is a question no one can ignore
Who would answer if responsibility begun to knock at your door
Are you there?
any means necessary
Tryna make it so this wealth on my name is always hereditary
By any means necessary
Any means necessary
I know some people who ready
the uncles
Dad said get the pahi get the mahi make the money if you want to
Ain't no really saying what I will or won't do
All I really know is that I wanna
stry
You better just get out my way
You better just get out my way
Dink jy ek gaan nog stry
Numbers matter in the kasi
This is a different lokasi
Dala
by
Everyday we celebrate, everyday a better day
I just dropped "Bucket List", Walter bout to drop a tape
Everything goin' perfect, couldn't paint
These are New Beginnings, New beginnings
This is how I'm living, how I'm living
I'm on the top and now I'm winning, now I'm winning
Better believe
bus
Take me back to that place where my raving begun
Chased by a bum, your face feeling sunk
Find yourself out on the pavement, no one
But you wobbling
Kuniva's the silent type, but under the silence is a violent life
Usually followed by sirens and lights
Get your throat cut by this tyrant's knife, I'm
even worse when she left him with his uncle
His name was Ted he was violent if Ron pissed him off he would get pummeled
It was a struggle
And he was only
fainted
A really grim picture is painted
The brother who she acquainted
Was the enemy, scary ain't it?
The Pubic Enemy
Yeah!
Let me tell you more
to grab it.
Rip the system to shreds, grab the braids in my head.
Everybody get lifted, remember the rhyme said.
This is your introduction to the new
leave this town
And there's a lot of people right here
Who don't want me around.
Chorus
I heared her uncle Sammy
He's polishin' his gun
I don't like
alright only thing is that I'm back on the creep
My brother gets outta jail were all together again
Now I'm the one in a cell heading straight to the pen
19
can realign
I know love is in my design because
I treat my worst demons so kind
Intoxicated by the lunacy I call it moonshine
Getting out of line in my
tried sexing
That was around the age of five
Seventy-seven
Seventy-eight
And seventy-nine
I started to ride
With my
Uncle Ike
In eighty
big presents
The old combination of socks, jocks and chocolate's is just fine by me
'Cause I'll be seeing my dad
My brother and sisters, my gran
Blast shots for all my niggas who splash cops
The rich Corleone camp is here, thousand and one
Corner son, fake a jack, you be a goner
Yo, control
Manny Yom
This about bobby
You know what it means to be hoping better days nigga
Hardwork a bonus ..what matter is bout the grace nigga
I know
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