Lyrics:
passed down through a hug city
Slug city, No love city, fuck city
Bad bitches with a buck city
Every ounce of Gold dug city
Yeast and alcohol sold by
the head 'cause any minute it could pop
Sleep wit' my heat by my bed, can't let 'em do me like I'm Pop
No, I ain't trustin' nobody, good for that guap,
a coal man all my life
Layin' down track in the hole,
Got a back like an ironwood bent by the wind
Blood veins blue as the coal.
Somebody said
'Dancing in Paradise'
Biggy Dread gunned down by police at Big Bridge March 16
Riding a mule cart to Sav-la-Mar pulled out a cutlass and they had
More problems
But I keep it 99 plus 1
If I had a 9 by my side
3.5 in the blunt
Could I barter with the cat for my tongue
If I had a nigga with cash
Who's
demanding,
no chill by no pill no syrup,
wait a minute,
lil boy light weight pulling like a heavy weight,ahh..
Knock em out running home run with it,
get
I'm strong bloodline of a slave
Stubborn as a thousand mules I never cave
Chill with the hippie surfer dudes go out to sea and ride the wave
Feel
me
Teach all our babies to move with more wisdom
Down with the foolishness
Down with the system
Put a little bit of knowledge in the mix
And I'm
strategic in the late night
Be the closest one to ya, want ya spot
You was nowhere to be found when I was down on my last
Had to run it up by my lonely
20K
'bout to put me down
It's too bad, things are goin' so tuff with me
You have heard my story, peoples, what'ch you think a me?
Whoa, haw, gee
Mules
the double
Bush tower drop, infinite war, and
Black boys in hoodies being
Gunned down by police.
Dr. King's essence was surfing
The cosmos as all those
cutthroat like that, nigga, I got it out the mud
That's on gang
(Keise On Da Track)
MO-motherfuckin'-3
Down by the river (that river)
That's where I
This Golden Rocket's gonna roll my blues away
Hear that lonesome whistle blow that's your cue and by now you know
That I got another true lover
This Golden Rocket's gonna roll my blues away
Hear that lonesome whistle blow that's your cue and by now you know
That I got another true lover
The current pulling me
To the other side
Like ocean blue (Yeah)
My ocean blue (Yeah)
She move with the waves
It's a beautiful day
When her blue hits the rays
him a lesson with the smith and wesson
By inserting the pieces in the pencil using eighty two protons to fill up his vessels
No one can save him, carry
be moving on the low low
Real g's move in silence
I aint worried about no gram post
Yeah I bought that bitch a temple
She keep up with the tempo
scared of anybody
Bitch I ain't got a penny on me
I done had so many try me
I swear I got fire on me
I been chased and beat down by the 12
I ain't worried
on confusious
Homies wanna loose it
We've been fucked with since Hoover
Promised 20 acres and mule
They ain't coming through
We want reparations they try
niggas hoes, you niggas hoes
And I ain't even trippin
'Cause we'll be laughing to the bank and riding by these niggas
Mikey bring that mink with your
Said 'You're worried now, but it won't be long'
'This Golden Rocket is leavin' your blues behind'
Then the Porter yelled with his southern drawl,
team, and I love it by all means
Let me tell you something
You should know I been about you
Every time I think of you I think about them blues
Running up
cuff hoes
You might just catch a booger from the snub nose
I'm down in Florida about to fill up the order
Fill up the fuel and send a mule
seem really
Quite the thing to do, no.
Think I'll drink up a little more wine, to ease my worried mind.
And walk down on the street, and leave my
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