Lyrics:
judge a book by a cover
Before you read the pages
Stay six feet away from me
It’s too contagious
If you ain’t pray
Not a day for me
You can keep your
I be the first to set off shit, last to run
Wu roll together as one
I call my brother son 'cause he shine like one, check it
Scriptures hit
I be the first to set off shit, last to run
Wu roll together as one
I call my brother son 'cause he shine like one, check it
Scriptures hit
came by speeding
5 niggas jumped out the car as they all started to say I know you in there lil nigga I aint got all day they started Yelling at the top
doesn't worry at all
He could be mad but its just another pay day
2-6-5-8-0
2-6-5-8-0
2-6-5-8-0 Oh, dial it if you want to know me
She likes
Yeah, I'ma need that gold medal, matte black shit on a whip
Hear them drums, nigga? ERYS in a 6 with the wrist
'Bout to swish, no assist, never
A tall handsome stranger rode into town
With fire in his eyes burning red as sundown
His boots were all dusty, his coat open wide
Six ways of dying
stomach turns every single time
A brother’s killed by police
I understand why city’s burn down I hope it ain’t mine
But the homies out here kill cops that
her titty
All alone in the house
We were playing house by ourselves
(Don't tell nobody)
Go play with David
David's gay
And he's trying to get me to play
BROTHER HAROLD DEE
(Porter Wagoner)
« © '71 Owepar Publishing »
To a man and wife three sons were born on the same day a bright Sundy morn
Three
their sisters and their mothers (who?) - cryin'
Because their fathers and their brothers (damn) - are dyin'
Turn on at eleven o'clock news
And tell me
Since9ine6ix Verse 1:
Honest man
Got a job
Listening to how to rob
Pitching in my fifty cent and shipping it like Amistad
Working like a slave
Shit
the market's
Swiftly move to mark it show the world W.H.O the mark is
I'm similar to where started
I mean Ive got a Woo hand
First reports it's not spread by
just another hunting season
Niggas in it 6 feet deep and no reason dying freely
Why?
hook
Back in the days on Chicago Avenue, (?)
Niggas used to bang
Wouldn't you know, a driveby in Missouri
Them fools got popped
Took their corner next day, set up shop
And it's better than slangin' in the Valley
just get by
I live day to day on otha shit
I just get by
I just get by
I just get by
I live day to day on otha shit
I just get by
I like to get fly
It's
One day from just plumb fadin' away
How you gonna build a house
With the foundation erased? Keep prayin'
No sayin' what brothers become
January 6, 2021
Shit was crazy
We literally had
A fucking mob
Run up on the capital
And so
I had to write this song cause this is how I was feeling
Come on...
Come on...
Come on...
Brother Malcolm
Tryna make a meme to hope they listen to the thesis
Tryna make a mask just to go out and be seen
I
their nature, I guess
My expectation's far-fetched. I'm motivated by seeing major success
cnd that includes to others, all my music brothers and sisters
that I make is in silence
I be killing all these beats but
I do not condone violence
Brought the old school back I
Went and started a riot
I mainstream
Wake up cmerica
Censorship your speech
Big Brother twitter facebook
Instragram snap chat pokeman
The mass hysteria
Covid 19 if you breath
and
Some are just unconscious with no feeling
Misdirected by the nonsense in the news
And what they're hearing
Blind to all the truth still fearless
There's
me in the direction we chill
I'm only movin by the grace of the Lord, it's God's hill
Huh, go get that vittle money, for real
They better not fuck with
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