Lyrics:
Yeah you turnt pj
Bitch I fell in love with Benjamin's
With the Benjamin's
Kyrie Irving got the pack while I'm sticking him
While I'm sticking him
bleeding
When you fucking get here I hope I'm still breathing
Shut the fuck up bitch
I don't want hear your
Shit anymore and
I'm done with it just
Shut
leave a nigga in the Thames
Floating down the embankment up to Tilbury
Whoever you are you still bleed
Run up on man, hold the gun up and bang
(bang) lick
from Detroit where everybody
Say what up though
Horror movie shit cause everybody
There a cut throat
Watch who you hustle with
You might not get a cut
(tryin' to live)
Can't get a break down here (can't seem to get a break down here)
Another black man killed by police again
Another child with a father
Yea I bite my tongue for no one man you ain't heard bout me
You should've knew it was him by the way that I talk and the men I keep
Makin a name
legs cutoff
And as for your man, don't you ever in your mutherfuckin' life
Know when I gotta gun come at me wit' a knife?
And forgettin' you ever saw
sounding rather vicious
Now if you want some you better come with a gun
you can't fuck with the tongue
or your ass'll get stung by lateef and blackalicious
boy with a shirt that say
Don't you miss the fucking classics like purple rain
You need something to cool you off
Man, my beat like a bitch because you
still living in a council estate with your Mum, that’s mad
How you gonna get spun by a guy with a pen and a pad
Man know every single brand of garms,
to me
They've been talking signing me
I'm not the next Andre nor am I tryna be
Take me as I come you ain't gon' take me with no gun
Tried to hold me down
can't see you haters
I get all in her head like a taper
She so tempting when she on her Knees
And we know she ain't saying no Prayers
Young Nigga came
They thinkin' they know what it take, but these niggas don't, they don't know what I feel
All by myself, by my lonely, but look at me now, you know
Her Irving Berlin optimism
Can't touch my Cole Porter sad
She fell asleep before the television
Me and the TV are insomniacs
And we both know this
Called a brave nigga
Fuckin with a made nigga
M.O.B. gun fire
Gettin sprayed quicker
Fuck em all let em understand
My plot to get richer
Much
[Papoose:]
Ya wanna go to war let's get it then
If war bring peace I'm with it then
I don't start beef I finish it
Ghetto soldiers, we militant.
Elevation is my specialty
You want this baby number
You gotta check with me
That baby don't wanna catch a vibe with no other man
They wanna take me don't
They
at the better at the better to combust you got the Cali gun for fun
And if you throw me past the pack man you get it
They putting down the gun
CHOPPA yousa
dudes (nah, nah, nuh-uh)
We get money, nigga, what about you? (What about you?)
Every time I ride with a gun, nigga, already know I ride with two (yeah,
they start losing pints
You can die by the gun or the knife
[Chorus: Havoc]
hey yo
Eh yo a nigga ain't stoppin' know I got to get it poppin'
Yo you know
the heavy hand of cruel oppression
Is so much more than a man can bear
But you can't chain a man forever
And your guns they don't mean a thing
'Cause
Newark, the Jerusalem slum
Take your cake, you get none, not a crumb
Should've came to the Bricks packed with a gun
Instead my dogs made you back up and run
I can’t take that
Yeah I’m back in my element
Them man are talking their greeze but it’s irrelevant
All them man are chatting about there guns
know the innocent going up in vapors
And propaganda spreading inna the Sunday papers
not even superman coulda save you with him cape cause
Red-a
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