Lyrics:
Bred different, bred different
Bred different, bred different
I'm
Bred different, bred different
Bred different, bred different
I'm
Bred different, bred
you know I’m bred to be,
Bred to be, bred to be,
Bred to be, bred to be bad, bad.
So good to be bred to be,
Bred to be, bred to be,
Bred to be, bred
it real
And you'll be coated with the heavenly steal
GOD is not fake GOD is real give HIM you soul and not a deal
Let's go
I was born a bred to be
Black and red patent leath
Thats what i said
Baby keep ya bred up
Black and red patent leath
Thoro bred keep stacking ya bred up
Black and red
eager to feast
Bred for bloodshed
Bred for bloodshed
Bred for bloodshed
Bred for bloodshed
The fire is screeching
Our numbers depleting
Buried by
think dr. suess is
Back from the dead, red fish blue fish
When I hop on the mic, you know I fuckin lose it
Why?
Cuz I was bred different
The game I'm
They threw me that
An inch in this life is still far as hell
But they bred you better
They bred you better
They bred you better than me
They bred
Ouuuuuuuuuuu
The bred (Aye)
Ouuu, The holy bred
Ouuu, The holy bred (Aye)
I have to eat it before I'm dead (Yeah)
I have to eat the holy bred (Oh)
and Southern bred
What keeps me goin' I don't really know
Can't be the money Lord knows I'm always broke
Could it be the satisfaction of bein' understood
When
heads
And I wish somehow we could have saved it
But we're gasoline Alley Bred
Yet the years haven't really been wasted
And I know it in my head
We did
the dice, but I buck back twice
Like five-deuce, fo'-trey, okay
I'm strictly stressin' dirty dirty
Gone represent it to the t-top
Born and bred up
and bred
Strong in the arm and smart in the head
No hill too steep, we can herd sheep
And work in the fields 'til our necks goes red
Ales on tap and we party
traffic
Haters on me like a magnet, I'm swerving you bastards
And navy suited bastards that tote early caskets
I'm getting to the baguette the west bred
woah
Cash out, bankrolls, count the chicken gettin' mad bred,
Bankrolls, count the chicken, gettin' mad bred
Bankrolls, count the chicken, gettin' cash
heads.
And I wish somehow we could have saved it,
But we're Gasoline Alley bred.
Yet the years havn't really been wasted,
And I know it in my head.
We did
Hands up like LL got yo bell rocked
Orville bed n dough
I get it hot until my bred pop
Hands up like LL got yo bell rocked
Orville bed n dough
I get
But the one that I love is from the U.S.A.
And standing next to me
My baby is American Made
Born and bred in the U.S.A.
From her silky long hair
But the one that I love is from the U.S.A.
And standing next to me
My baby is American Made
Born and bred in the U.S.A.
From her silky long hair
to life itself
Cold rules are reality
Born, bred, beaten
Born, bred, beaten
We have control of destiny
We have control of what's to be
We have control
We have a capacity for rapacity
This human condition
Bred into deception
Bred to believe manipulations
Forced to consume
Controlled for
Only ever said I'm that guy
You do Gucci I do bred 4s
If I ever cop the rolls it's gon be the black one
All my momma say is Praise God, the black one
Hunting you down coming for you
It's that wolf pack pack
Sharpen the teeth bred in the east
It's that's Beaast Pack Pack
Can't fuck with the family
Hunting you down coming for you
It's that wolf pack pack
Sharpen the teeth bred in the east
It's that's Beaast Pack Pack
Can't fuck with the family
Yorkshire born and Yorkshire bred
Thick in the head and full of dread
Strong in the arm
You're having a laugh
Only thing strong is in that glass
He's
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