Lyrics:
boy
On the outskirts, of what works
Live those who go for broke, and merk to get merked
Live by the sword and die by the semi
Not part of my ways, but
to stay boy!
On the outskirts, of what works
Live those who go for broke, and murk to get murked
Live by the sword and die by the semi
Not part of my
they've never said it, lips stay sealed
They actions reveal how their hearts really feel
Like, late night I'm on a first class flight
The only brother in
to B.Y.'s
Muffled lives, like a pit bull at will
Sit still, or you're shook real, y'all niggas need to get real, or get killed!
The 4-fifth, call the men
cats I'm done with you
From Joe Scudda, miss and shoot the one with you
Get it in with you, forget you
Put your little album out
Who really cares
think I want us to live in the moment?
You ask why I look tired, but I still end up inspired (suh-suh, suh-suh-suh)
HM Pentonville, I see street yutes
keep building
Even when our buildings gone
We gon' keep building on
A legacy that is strong
Deep
Jazz history on Jackson
Where night clubs used to be
on my navi holla at me shit fans want to see me in action
Heard they mac what they make in a year I pay in taxes
I'ma ball like the Jackson's and I won't
C.I.'s
Truth or die, shoot the five, uncivilized to B.Y.'s
Muffled lives, like a pit bull at will
Sit still, or you're shook real, why'all niggas need
[Joe Budden]
Whoa! (Haha)
Whoa! Okay Dub
Whoa! Have some fun with it
[Hook]
Mami, I'm there if you fine in the rear
We can get into whatever if you
those cold nights after dark
No cappin, cause we been them boys up in the am steady, programming
Culture like Joe Jackson, she want it bad like a dope
I'm on my fifth album
You should understand the first one
It's non-fiction you deny you want proof
I only buck in the air when the sky's in the booth
with Rugers in Vancouver when it's Grizzly (woo)
In a Portland Trailblazer if your ass don't hit me
You get shot in your Cavs in Cleveland, start
to the core
Yeah there's more in store
cngels all around seeing 444
Intro
It's just for fun
It's just at night
It's justified
Everyday
He risk his life
yeah
The album name, damn it's a POISON
So many people may get poisoned
Man, the life can be poison
You can talk crazy, bring your boys in
Jurassic Park lit
Bitch, I been at it
RattPack if you live and you
Die by that shit, get it tatted
I think I done had it now, hold up, wait up
Leave 'em
he'd stay up (for what)
For popping those needles
Intro
It's just for fun
It's just at night
It's justified
Everyday
He risk his life
They making
followers on Twitter
I'd like to live in a world where the quality of one's music isn't predetermined by their number of Spotify streams
The head of A&R
me
By my poetry writing bars Without profanity
It's catchy bending ways that's Flexibility
I ain't dead just so I flex in my Ability
I E S stressing my
that I'm soarin
Racing round the track 24 gordon
iPhone's almost dead time to put that cord in
Runnin down the field vince howard lamar jackson
I'm
live in the bronx
Uh uh
Uh uh
I was talking to this bitch on a dark night
She said “you be up to bat” not the dark night
She was begging for
They say you live and then you die
Well nigga i done lived a million times
Dead every night
Shit this Henny got me nice
Got to fall before you fly
First
know I cried (yeah)
I said you know I cried (yeah)
I just can't see why (yeah)
Why they had to die (yeah)
Now I'm dead inside (yeah)
Should be by my side
by all the beginning
It was round the summer time when all this happened
By the Ida's B's walking pass I ran into Eze Jackson
We started rapping
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