Lyrics:
my kinky ass hair don't care
One fist in the mother fucking air
More muscle down here than up there
From the streets to the mother fucking cell
Still
a nigga live
Tryna reach me at my mansion or my mother crib
Hit my cell, hit my two, now I'm at my honey dips
Yo we talked about 8, said I was comin'
pictures with the best wishes from us
all of us are moving parallel
no one's questioning the mother cell
constantly busy keeping in shape
I don't see
Screaming mothers
Cell phones and personals drop
Chicago, Memphis, even my block
They eager to pop
Leave you in shock
Paramedics get to working on him
He
May it be a moment of sorrow
When you tell the nurse to call your mothers cell phone
May it be a moment of regret
When you realize a bus had to be
They told me jail the closest thing to hell
I spoke to the devil right there in my cell
Called my mother, told bully go get my bail
Smart kid, bad
fucking cell
Ride through LA in a Chevy
Murder on me like I'm mother fucking mail
Ummm damn damn
When I get bored might
Spend a lil rackade
Bitch looking
straight from my mother to a cell in the Tombs
Repeat Refrain
They starved me for weeks, they thought they'd teach me fear
I fed on cellmates' dreams, it
his mother in hell
Can't get her back, yeah there isn't no spell
You are sad and lonely, I can tell
You should spend the rest of your life in a cell
flesh and bone
Bound like bread into the great Baker's oven
Stewed in the alchemist's brew
Made of me, made of you, going back to the first Mother
Every
sitting in a prison
And my mind created the bars to my mother fucking cell
So if you think I let you down
Check it out, I got a story to tell
Wonder what
Look at me
I just got out of jail
It's not hard after living in a mother FUCKING cell
Weak in the knees
From pushing through all these dirty streets
finna get it
And Free my brudda spacho they tried to extend his sentence
Free my brudda spacho out that mother fucking cell
Since he locked up in
your life wouldn’t make me feel better today
Aye, aye
Now you in the cell
Like my mother was locked in a cell aye
Don’t even know if this lady that hits
straight from my mother to a cell in the Tombs
Repeat Refrain
They starved me for weeks, they thought they'd teach me fear
I fed on cell mates' dreams, it
mother's whale cell
lie in aquanautic trance
Chill fills the aquarium's blastnig scum
Here waits the polar athletic son
Yo, I'm finna put this shit down
For my mother fuckin rydas
Foe Foe, Cell Block, Full Clip, Bullet
The game ain't go love ya'll
I got two words,
wrath is justified
We were born here as orphans of the earth
Mother earth reduced to shred, and we'll break out from our cells
Mother earth we hear your
straight from my mother to a cell in the Tombs
Repeat Refrain
They starved me for weeks, they thought they'd teach me fear
I fed on cellmates' dreams,
Welcome friend, to my cage
I'm a little boy, imprisoned by myself
Do you like, what I've done with my cell?
Mother cared for her pills
Then she died
decisions Not even drunk
Popping the xans Till i was sunk
Wasn't even tough Growing up
I had issues Came from the cells
Mothers anger was hard to help
Bio
chips Frito Lay
Ain't no way I'm going to that mother f*****g cell
Ain't no way they come and get me and I mother f*****g tell
Ain't no way they let me
we're better off dead
Yeah, we're better off dead
Volunteering's such a bore
Win an infographic war
Kill the mother for a cell
Send that sinner straight
of lotto tickets
A fat stack from way back cause she's pack rat
[Shock-G]
Mother Goose hit me on the cell phone, said granny
Got her healthcare pulled, had
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