Lyrics:
from the north side, hands to the sky
If you from the west coast, maybe we can ride
With the top down, said you're ready girl, so what's up now
Seasons
rather disappear
Than stay by my side
There's a bridge in collide
It can't held it right
The strings she lifted me up with
Were fake like her "love you's"
the door bitch!?
This is wooba gooba with the green teeth, let me in!!"
Well, she opens up the door
And then you just kinda walk up to her and say
rattlesnake fangs hissin' at ya
Makin' your heart rate go faster
Until your spirit explodes
Hell, I cover up my problems
By the dump truck load
Drink until we
Bounce bounce
Unannounced
Voices in my head are loud
Ouch Ouch
Finding out
Threw up on your mother's couch
Sick kid
Addicted
Living with the ignorant
you turning up cause you don't have your child
Well baby girl come take my hand we getting lifted lemme Show ya
This life is gon have its ups
dropped the bitches off now I'm
Off to my uncle house
Stopped by the liquor store
Nothing but the thugs out
White tees and Chucks
One nigga hit me up like
To speak the truth about life and death
When your life gave us all eternity
Even if it gets me convicted
I'll be on my knees with my hands lifted
If
If you survive then you can cover up your scar with a beard
I'm the illest from Queens to the new Jerusalem briddicks
Anyone who ain't feeling my
of all the mud
Shiniest at night
Yeah I’m shiniest at night
As I’m guided by the light (I am the light)
Surround myself with my beloved people
Doesn’t
with blight!!!
With her soul next it will be done.
The child's family destroyed!!! Her time will never come.
With her gone my turn is up. My time...for
I’m satans twin
Or Jason with chainsaw blades again
I fucking blew the
Minds of all of the students
With all my spewed shit
You could see I’m pissed by
malaria come to ya area
You couldn't touch my style with Hands Across America
I slaughter, spit in your water like Kidd homes
Leave you need orthoscopic
Comin for the throne the new king that's my crown
Do it for the city I'm always repping for my town
It's Brooklyn
Kill em with kindness? Nah kill em wit
A girl with good intentions
I been
Down for a minute
But you
Lifted my spirit
I got
Lucky wit you
Because you
One in a million
They say
Life is a ocean
the bottle in her left hand, she reached out into the dark with her right
Feeling for the ceramic counter beneath the mirror
Finding it, she carefully placed
niggas put work
Attacking the pack cuz these niggas bezerk
I’m with my people we slide with the eagle
I pull up and gun it on you
Ain’t doing nothin I’m
forever burn
Dispositional attributions of spirits
Resurrected from urns
I learned the ways of the GOD
In spite of my art of war
When placed up in
on drugs, I'm the plug
Got the world in my hands, I'm above
Don't judge me for my lifestyle
I live it up, it's worthwhile
Got my crew by my side
We ride
involved
Try to handle your business and stay up out of our's
Then your problem's solved (problem solved)
Lifted my low-rider up like Doughboy when he
with lyrical gun pillars,
I blow up the spot when it's time to rock
I speak through a mic my voice peak out at a hundred watts
Who want to fight
George!
That Texas education must have fucked you up when you were very small
He beckoned with a small arthritic motion of his hand
Fingers together like
don't do no slacking
I got goals by the load
My shadow got gold in it
My bad I don't know limits
God dealt me with a strange hand
Hurricane I'm the rain
in the mirror and someone new was there
But I was as helpless as a chess piece
When I was lifted up by someone's hand
And delivered from the corner
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