Lyrics:
you see now?
A blind man and a dead body, I'm read' to leave town
And get my cash though, hook up with Kastro
Homie had to blast on the task force
for my village, yeah
I do it for my pe (Aye, yes, sir)
And the blood drippin' by the gallons (Grr)
Dolo in the whip, I solo any clique
It's not
of the world. There was however an exception.
Where good thrives, evil survives and evil has plans
for survival.
The celebration of thanks and prosperity
a cooled down shadowland
A fitting survival by chance
Existence emerged unlooked for
Even in the plunge to darkness
In starlight and in immense depths
OR DIE
SURVIVAL MODE
IF YOU AIN'T KNOW
WE PLAN TO STAY ALIVE
TEAM OF SPECIALIST
FORCES BUILT
FROM SWEAT & BLOOD
DIGNITY & PRIDE
REINFORCED BY
FAMILY
faith, a child was born, but no
one could be the father, except for a god.
This child was a gift from the skies of life-divine or...
Another sky is
made on Hollis Ave., fast and change
High rollers was livin, until the Task Force came
A lotta ghost towns and memories, bad blooded enemies
So
wonder there was such sickening celebration over the Task Force
When so called radicals work hand in hand with the ruling elite?
Yesterday those wily
class and make work secure, we can secure racial justice and we can make America once again the leading force for good in the world.
I know speaking
the engine
Haters love to put they two cents and
Go force an opinion
Building clout off of their names
It's really all for the mentions
All y'all stalkers
And violence and brutality are worn like a medal of honor
Prison is a tedious task of survival that could shatter your dreams and ambition
The California
Fugitive task force at my girlfriends' door,
Now they checkin' in her bedroom, I ain't there,
Forty Cals, extended clips, still I ain't scared,
Outlaw,
bastard title
With a smile as I fight
For my inner child's survival
So that's it
I guess truth is
That angry little boy
Now an angry big kid
I'll learn
When it's survival, tongue is a double-edged sword
Triple, six rivals spittin' fire
This the real truth, breakin' out for lies
My Messiahs better get
the killa, me or you?
(We forgive you, for you know not what you do)
Seven A.M. Woke in the mornin'
With Hen' and caffeine and green and nicotine
No
the killa, me or you?
(We forgive you, for you know not what you do)
Seven A.M., woke in the mornin'
With Hen' and caffeine and green and nicotine
No
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Lady Assassin
That’s right toss your bible, you won’t need it for survival/
We’re the heathens kickin reason for
But an unseen force has my back for the wall
All eyes hit the door, red dress shines loud
The moment has come, my fantasy's' here now
You sip Gin
bust our bubble natural survival instinct
Nobody wants to go extinct for long life change how you think
I know I'm preaching if my words don't reach
could blame my environment but
It not the only reason why if my mind's corrupt
And if it is, I'm just adapting to the times
Ties needed to be cut, for me
Moving through the shadows
The promised hour was near
Lights were holding steady
Gliding over the foam
All the lords and ladies
Heading for their
Play with the foreign & fast forward
We made a movie it's starrring Wave
Mane you bearly in it you been cast 4th
Task force Nigga task force
Bunch
around with his head Down He a problem child
He just Want love for real
And when those problems keep on Piling up He can't keep those Problems down He just
predators predated upon
From a cooled down shadowland
A fitting survival by chance
Existence emerged unlooked for
Even in the plunge to darkness
In starlight
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