Lyrics:
they have for the world that they bleed dry.
They are the true pornographers
The real stylists in human perversion.
Rich educated tarts sit dumbly by
We out in this...P and Game, we'll blow that bitch up
From the world's most infamous, 1st Infantry
(Alchemist, this shit raw like fresh beef playa
We out in this...P and Game, we'll blow that bitch up
From the world's most infamous, 1st Infantry
(Alchemist, this shit raw like fresh beef playa
this song all the people having fun
Music is what I'm living for
If you are feeling weak so deep inside
No place to run, no place to hide
R. E. S. P
Mind the line between two worlds
I've never walked so long to keep heart satisfied
perhaps I should go to the otherside to find
the reason why I'm
We out, P and Game, we'll blow that bitch up
From the world's most infamous, 1st Infantry
Alchemist, this shit raw like fresh beef playa
We boyz
of a master
You never thought you'd be bodied by a bastard
A bachelor who backspin on breakbeats
Break necks of broke souls who hate me
Hate he? you can't
in your)
(Wake you up and as I stare in your)
(I wake you up and as I stare in your face, you seem stunned)
Remember P, the one you got your whole
Talking:
Yea, yea. Father forgive me for I have sinned on this
track. I go by the name of Pleasure P swagger CEO
Chorus:
(How can I ease the pain?)
a gun it's old P, new P
Prob'ly layin' in the sun
Prob'ly on a PI, if I call you king
I ain't talkin' 'bout rap, nigga
That status go to BI
You can fuck
illustrious, giving the message
Passed down from kings to peasants
The murders and killers, the plots and the rivers
That float with blood downstream
This is
Shine that light on me, put that light on me,
Cause I was sent to the world, by G-O-D,
Shine that light on me, put that light on me,
Cause I was sent
here and pop off real quick
Yo, I gotta get that guap by any means
You know what I'm sayin', son?
Growin' up in Brooklyn, shit
I thought that
Inside words and I hurl away
Until the world becomes my cemetery
This ain't no Child's Play
Charles Lee Ray can't stop me
I'm made up of demon's blood
Bumbu by the case, nigga, fuck you, fly away
Sick shit, blrrrp
Dedicated
To the culture that Tunechi birthed
To the sons and daughters of Weezy
so we die by the guns, kids
They tell me not to roll with my Glock
So now I gotta throw away
Floating in the black Benz, trying to do a show a day
so we die by the guns, kids
They tell me not to roll with my Glock
So now I gotta throw away
Floating in the black Benz, trying to do a show a day
fought we wrought, and let's annoint'
Now you're bein persecuted by that universal court court court
Iron hell with the strong blend of rape and blend
the fuck
I'm pulled over by the jakes, a twenty-eight up in my nuts
For 'em took away in cuffs I'd rather lay up in the dust
Feel like fuck a friend
a fucking drive-by
Riggety rolled on them slow in the Cadillac
Silkk behind the wheel, me and King in the pack
Master P in the passenger seat getting
beating around the bush
Baby I'm sorry.. it's all in the game
Throwing up blood, fuck it Layz'
Let's sign our life away
[Wish Bone]
Now see me? I
of the click
All you suckas want to dis the pacific
But you buster n****s never get specific
Used to love her mad cause we f***ed
Her p**** whipped b****
Throwing up blood.
Fuck it Lay, let's sign our life away!
You see me
I ain't givin' up a motherfuckin' thang
It's hard to come by, and I ain't no
suicidal, bro, actin' off, I think he need him some midol
Need you to leave, world seem to be crammed full that time of the month, you losin' blood by
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