Lyrics:
We're looking for love
In a world full of hate
Make sure you're not being
Followed by that paper chase
Look outside beyond
The window pane
Only thing that
lil' boys
I was bustin' 7'6'2's
when you was playin' with toys
[Transformers sample, followed by insane laughter]
G.I Joe, motherfucka you like
daddy's gone
Rabbit come home, why ya left us all alone?
But I'm coming man
Just wait at the gates, I'ma be running man
Arms open, eyes wide, full
lickin lickin me now
I got the world in my palm of my hand
Know the angels is hittin the ground
30 for 30 you know
It ain't nothing to meet my lil 40 from
They give my life a luh meaning
The world full of demons I peep them niggas scheming
Stay by my lonely
Aye
Except a hand full of homies
Aye
Don't talk
But if they killin' me, I'll get my stripes and whose to tell
Choosin' to sell, I'd rather die and be deceased
World mob figure addicted to these
Da da da da da
Da da da da da
Da da da da da
Yeah, I'm wicked
Caution to the winds, ay
I don't see a reason to repent for all these sins, no I don't
those tears to something that's gon live on
Even if I sin more
This for my sister daughter
That ain't get to see the world
I guess I gotta see it
pain I found a beat nd walked it
Been cross so many times I'm moving cautious
I pray to god just shake da devil off mr
Lil camp go hard he full of scars
to catch em all, I ain't trying cuff
Every girl in the world I can't get enough
Niggas playing games I spy diamonds in the rough
Shawty just a lil thick,
a nigga
Shot by the cops at a traffic stop -- cause you a nigga
That's why I hold toast too
I sell bi-coastal
International
They inter-catching you
a nigga
No matter how much your ass get paid, you still a nigga
Shot by the cops at a traffic stop 'cause you a nigga
That's why I hold toast too, I sell
full range and
Roni Size, he's comin' full range
The one Mr. Vegas, you know it ain't easy, hah
A warning to the crews out there who think they're
full range and
Roni Size, he's comin' full range
The one Mr. Vegas, you know it ain't easy, hah
A warning to the crews out there who think they're
in the night feel my knife Ima call up YB cuz he into subtraction
This world gon know who the fucks up next I want diamonds and checks
I'm Mr. Make It
for my rollie, nigga it's stolen
Pullin up with a brand new choppa, I just seen my ex walk by
Yea lil bitch I'm finna rob her, broke ass bitch don't got
a perfect picture, street nigga art work
Crew full of hittas, you sweeter than a Starburst
Back to campaigning, this is street politiks
Fuck a lil piece, I
get a bag and flip, gymnastic season
Flexible my schedule been full I'm tryna get the green
They know I'm next to blow, I'm Mrs. Put that shit on every
is adored by the world
This album has some lovely samples of
Beatles music it has, for instance
Eight new titles wrought by the incomparable
John
get in
Okay
Walking on top of my sin
Okay
Devil distracting
I fall into habit Yahshua grabbed me by the hand
Uh
Stay wit the lamb breaking bread
Uh
the payback when it strikes cuz
Cuz when you need it the most ain't no one ever around
Cold world, cold world
Yo, the pain's unbearable, remains
they was wack
You ain't trained just yet
But I was down to get the paper
Like um hittin' a lick
By any means I'mma make it
Fuck the world was my shit
It
Lil ma circle by my house wit' the weed trap
Now my Zip-Lock's be full of bubble-kush
Spark it like a broads bush when she's on douche
Fruit
and whose to tell
Choosin' to sell
I'd rather die and be deceased
World mob figure addicted to
These fuckin' streets
Now, put your muthafuckin' hands up
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