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of their palms
And a whole bunch of guns wrapped tight in their arms
See them bastards woke me up when they broke my alarm
I was getting my ass licked by
stragglers talkin' 'bout they want to take me to war."
"What, yo son, wha'd you do?"
[Mr. Lif]
I ran behind some trees
Gave my lyrical trigger a squeeze
Five
x)
Neak Verse 2:
Yo....Regardless what culture depict you as you precious......don’t let them make you use body parts for your blessings......a man’s
of a regular cell when he woke up high in collectible hell, boom town kid who was taught by the binge that a man who expire with the most shit win, that's warpy
face in the bars of a regular cell when he woke up high in collectible hell, boom town kid who was taught by the binge that a man who expire with
traumatized
I seen shit that turn you Soulja
Art of war We living by that gun
We not dieing by it
Stolen cars We get up close
These niggas doing drive bys
You know sex 'em up a little bit
You know what I mean?
You're the honey that I see when I'm riding by
The one giving me a feeling that I can't deny
Countryside guerrillas raising crops from the land
Yo, a real man can stand behind a liberated woman
Challenge every sexist notion in this world that we've
he's a man who'll be dead by Christmas
And
[Bridge]
So, everybody's gone to war
But we don't know what we're fighting for,
Don't tell me
on that Stevie Wonder now it's Frankie Beverly
I done seen days go crazy, time fly by
Maybe it was yesterday or maybe sixty-five
Peace then war, sworn
colors, colors, colors, colors, colors (real bad man)
My people die over colors, colors, colors, colors (yo, yo)
Colors, colors, colors (see me a seh,
supposed to warn?
My folk once provoked, It's on and not gradually
Casualties is random, and like I tell 'em I dump naturally
[Verse 2: K -Mont]
Ay,
Coming down two thousand years
Elements deep inside me
Eternal man conflict finds the tears
Wars opposite is understanding
Man must live, live
to the consumer world.
Touch the surfaces smooth the veneer,
While three-quarters of the world starves.
What do you care?
The glitter continuing to glitter
light
Wen the world seems dark and gray
Go head let Serena pray
Will thief keep what she take
I know Ban did, he a bandit
Least das wat ppl say ... (2
of the pretend
Say everyday, it'll be okay, feel like I'm lying to my kin
In a world full of strangers, I just want you here for me
Don't need love or yo pity, I
that shit fucked up my head
I got 2 twin glocks for whoever want em
When im stressing im just smoking on this marijuana
Im too grown for the drama
I
doin' this for?" You know I was goin' to war
She tried to link me and give me two and a four, I left it in a hole in the floor
Left on the chopper, I
M-A-G
Or niggas gon' get mad and never let you leave
A bill mine, 6th Street and Hadley
Willow Street, Robertson and T.C.
It's on fire from the wars
so the dogs can't smell 'em c'mon
Brown paper bag (thank god for that)
Brown paper bag (yo Khaled I'm so focused homie I can see clearly now you
Intro: Raekwon the Chef, Method Man
What that nigga want God?
Word up, look out for the cops [Wu-Tang five finger shit]
(Cash Rules) Word up, two
Yo
I will tell 4 stories in this song, listen carefully
Sitting in the first class was the lad called Julien
He passed maths, and put his hand up
Say ugly guys by a landslide
Ugly guys by a landslide
Say ugly guys by a landslide
Ugly guys by a landslide
Say ugly guys by a landslide
Ugly guys by
(Christ-leaning)
Always at war where is the meeting? (Drop that)
Back by the best (best), yeah we the west (West)
Put your two up if you rock with two Blessed
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