Lyrics:
You're absorbing
All the air
Inside my lungs
Belongs to thee
By the time my song is sung
This is love
This is light
It's a shove
It's a fight
For our
Hook:
Home boy seen this life we live ain't easy
Home boy at a point where he shitty and he needy
Home boy said he doesn't really like gucci cos
fucking us over
Like we a terroristic threat, the ghetto covered in soldiers
Fear my only chance to live is with my hand on the trigger
Way they did
destined to die indoors
or live a life unsure outside, experience the world
my advice struck a chord
now they tappin their feet to the beat
gettin on knees
not come in on Monday nights
You're in for a real treat, ladies and gentlemen
Give it to Mr. Hall
Rip out my soul from the depths of my flesh
We're buying more bricks, we're buying more sticks
They told me I should get it how I live
We coming from broken homes (broken homes)
My niggas still
we take the time
I got what I need
To make you mine
Need to know every day
That you’re feeling fine
I promise my love
Till the end of time
I could
the food, you're the cart
You're just my servant permanently designed for my needs
You're a mutt and I'm a fighter classified as full breed
How do you spell
hit it
I'ma aim with the strap at his fitted
Throwin' out the murder bags in my city
Play-by-play while I'm standin' on Billy
Dirty Drac', take
by my collar
Like a veteran can't hold me down
Never
But when the end day, they try
It's comedy
Ha ha ha ha ha
David Letterman live in the alley in
to touch down
Ain't lookin' for nothin', just want to live
Me and the brothers under the bridge
Come the Santa Ana's, man, that dry brush'll light
Billy
20 quid haircut,
and Billy strut from lads stuck in a rut,
But we get by.
You're all that's on my mind,
When pints in the Killer or the Flowing Tide,
man, don't know the difference
When you're in your twenties making parents' livid
'Cause you making millions
Make 'em wanna live it than you make
fully done have it read by A fan
BILLY's finally dead he said applaud With a stand
He said don't take shi but a lil pill of you
Your brand
Dont trust no
with your bars I'ma haul
Bar for bar you can’t ever do
If you’re writing is crap hide in your pad
This type of rap, this priceless fact
My line
Nite, yeah
Ayo kid, for years I've been into rap
Writing funky rhymes to get my name on the map
And by now I know I'm hitting
'Cause I say a rhyme
Snakehips
Came home smelling like pussy and weed
It's my life and I live it for me
Everybody and they momma got an opinion
But it's nothin'
on the cross with him, it's He who pays my wage of sin
It's no longer I that live, it's Christ that lives within me
It's no longer I that live, it's Christ that
come back to you)
In rain or shine you've stood by me girl
I'm happy, happy at home
(happy at home)
You're my best friend
Whoa
Whenever this
sparkle it
You could celebrate down by the river
For the luck of living in this great town
Munich you're my home
Munich you're so beautiful
Munich you're
my son)
You're my number one
(You're my number one)
Man I love you son
(Man I love you son)
Now I got you by my side
I ain't never letting go
(I
see, my name is Uncle Sam, I'm your dog
Motherfucker, you can live at the mall
I know your kind (that's why I'm kind)
Don't have receipts (oh, man,
just by the word of our mouth
We can conjure demons just by the word of our mouth
You're dealing with a ghost
At least that's what I am to my dad
Used
walk away
I'll stand by your side
I'm here for you
The rest of our lives
When you're feeling all alone
Hear the words that I'm singing to you, oh
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