Lyrics:
I just wanna live my life
Alteng bula la fong nteh dung c survive
I wanna make sure that my mum is alright
Ayeh bataaa meng taki fong nsi wo wipe yeah
Printing footprints on the sand
They're the Vikings from the North
And they'll sever off your head if you do not move out of their way
Yeah
Brothers sisters
to the hills
Yea they heart cold, and they dabble with the steel
Bei Fong in the soul
Avatar Aang, I'm the heir to the throne
New Matter gang and we getting in
brothers
Well they wanna ball
But how
We livin inside of a system
Who's only way to see us is embalmed
They aimin they arms
And gunnin ya down
If ya skin is
as long a it's printing
Step in the club and I turn it up
Got off some weight got my muscle up
Bought a new glock and some monkey nuts
I just did the dash
wasn't down when me and max Was sliding in the fin fin
Two Glock two ARs yea we spinning
Them boys going instant tf is they printing
This ain't even
It's crazy how the world den fell in love with hatred
Hey
I know I made the song but I been loosing patience
Long as they keep printing the paper imma go
the waters of the river and the lake
And everyone is listening and everyone's awake
Black day in July, a black day in July
The printing press is turning
goodbye to fresh air, cigarette butts smoke high
Shadow of a brother, abandoned by his mother why
Mini buses driving by,
Not a person with a suit and tie,
Jap Boy
It was fuck police... since way back before the protests
To bail my brothers out I’ll blow a whole cheque, uh
Dreamin' of a house and a Rolex
a deal
Gang switchers, tea spillers, got me on no chill
I’m thankful for the ones who’s seen me down that with me still
Word to Wong Fong did my dreads,
Minneapolis police shot and killed Fong Le
I won't forget about the Hmong brother, may he rest in peace
They say can you go back
Bitch that's such a throwback
clways the kindest Brother
He always the kindest Brother
clways the kindest Brother
clways the Most Peace Sister
Forever
Division you funny little
I'm Big Lez
More sicker than them Menendez brothers
You need Cochran when you're fuckin with Judge Dredd
Put your fingers up if you love hash and cash
I
of the crew
To be loved is a privilidge that's what I was told
A gem from my man LS more precious than gold
Infamous joe lacin my tatt so sick
Fong YungMac
but that was terrible
I wasn't making enough money
To build anything
Louie, louie
And then I worked in a printing company
And a couple a gas stations
I flex hard I'm a diamond
Crush me all u want Imma take no damage
Bling bling bling
That's how I be doing
You could call me HP
Printing paper by
an border
I'm cool with fam
Got no stress no cap
Love can fill a dam
True love is no scam
Firstly was my big brother
Secondly my big sis
Then come me
2
Father, Father, oh I pray we get it right
What's going on, this cannot be the way of life
We're putting fear into our mothers
Killing our brothers
ask my brothers
Got drip like water
Hundred grand on the wrist I'm a rich boy stunna
Got no plans in this bitch do what I wanna
It's a Rich Boy Summer
and
Helping 'em grow
Oh you calling out for help?
Your ass on your own
Not a brother or a cousin
Don't ask me for nothing
If you ain't got no money
Your music
the truth don't need trap drums
I feel the youth really don't need guns
I want my lil brother to see past 21
I love my lil brother like he was my lil son
and we can turn this bitch into sanghanistan
I got1 fades for any opp who wanna see me hand to hand
I'm printing bands I'm pushing bands
I'm getting bands
the right price
And free my brother locked up doing kite life
(Tae Dawg Bitch)
Bitch you too damn mad she can't even type right (clicking)
All my pieces
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