Lyrics:
girlfriend is pretty
Chances are I'm tryin' to snatch so I could slay and take her with me
Bro I'm the man, did you not know that?
Your girl want me to take
when I have my brightest ideas
And I heard my city feel better than ever
That's why I gotta come home
Tell me, who did I leave behind?
You think it
or MTV or Joan Rivers Fashion Police
Not what you read in tabloid seats
These are MC's that live by the code, it's hard for me to spit it
Because
or MTV or Joan Rivers Fashion Police
Not what you read in tabloid seats
These are MC's that live by the code, it's hard for me to spit it
Because
an M.C. rapper and nothin' else
I keep rhymin' and I do it by myself
Could you be like me? I rap my none stop rhymes
You will never hear pause when I say
children a day die from a gunshot wound in the U.S.
A million violent gun crimes are committed by 18 to 20 year olds
With homicide being the leading cause
things are downtown,
You might have to stay for awhile.
There was a helicopter hovering over your house
When I talked to your neighbor, Kyle."
Every time i leave you i'm broken
I hope that you know it
Bet you don't
Gimme a call so you know that i'm fine
When i'm flying down these dark roads
are downtown,
You might have to stay for awhile.
There was a helicopter hovering over your house
When I talked to your neighbor, Kyle."
"Who
I turn away from it demonstrating that you are worthy
Over lust, over pride, over all sin
Is my affection for Jesus is who died for all them
I was
a bitch
Come in by self and leave out wit'cha chick
Beanie Sigel got my back if we run into a snitch
And Kels got his back if he ever need a hit
From
being famous or how
Many hit's their page gets
That are happy being nameless
And absent from your papers
And could never be swayed by
Someone clapping in
it
And the weeks fly by and the years roll on
Sometimes dreams are all you got to keep you going when the day gets long
And you gave up so many
Momma cried when you left me, Know she's always loved you so,
She said hey fool what the hell did you do
I said now mom I swear to God I just
leave me behind
And as I take one more step
You just keep being blind
So what did you expect of me
All my mistakes
Of burning the pages when they are
from a gunshot wound in the U.S.
A million violent gun crimes are committed
By eighteen to twenty year olds
With homicide being the leading cause
deep.
Don't fuck with me.
You end up six feet deep.
Listen to how I did it.
I crept up slow on Willow.
Thinkin' 'bout climbin' through the fuckin'
a nigga laugh, cause niggas be coming up to me
Asking me why did I leave size 10 Nike in that ass
I tell 'em I had to do it was part of the plan
To try
a punch line than a cunch line
You see, tryna find a shot that's a tough grind
You spot one by spot one on the front line
When the race gets tekky I've
And the weeks fly by and the years roll on
Sometimes dreams are all you got to keep you going when the day gets long
And you gave up so many just to make
Shoutout to my plug, I pray the rats don't chew the wires
Straight ballin you niggas just bald spots
When they tried to read my palms the pages were torn out
when the first time we got back together, talked all night
I said, "I'd like to do right by you, if that's all right"
On tour, missin' you, textin' you
and your sister from the jailhouse (jailhouse)
When you died, I was doin' time, I couldn't bail out (bail out)
Sometimes my stomach be hurtin' right by my
Booted up apple mackin'... oo
When you see me, say wassup
Say what happening...
Slidin' too frigid, with this magnet... oo
Plenty -pills on me
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