Lyrics:
And We'Ll Keep Feeding Ya
But First Things First!
Feel Better, Feel Good, Feel Wonderful
If U Think About How Much Time It Took
4 U 2 Try 2 Get A Page In My
what it mean
7th grade seen a preacher turn a fiend
8th grade I had finally made the team
Lil niggas in the backyard, where the straps are: this is
the fucking corpse
He got hit by killer, preoccupied with being boss
Revenge is the method, whenever steppin', keep a weapon close
Adversaries are overdosed
creatures by the sevens
Ever since I was eleven
Every time I go to heaven
Every time I go to heaven
There are so many times
I try to speak and not a word
the days
We didn't dwell on our fait
Blowing wit T60t and Crazo on 7th
On Mook and paCman on 8th
Watching For The Enemies
While we Still up On The Creep
what I mean
I live on 7th street
Where the homeless make their homes in the shadow of their dreams
They say its kinda sad
But then they turn their back
The Revenant
Still whippin' and stretchin' it
2 pots, ambidextrous
I'm a beast, a dog, I see that money I'm catching it
Ya hoe throwing it at me, I'm
magnum though
Wit' ah nuttin' indo smoke, when my thugs be sure, sure
Hope ya know, I rip hearts, it's on, jackin' move
Then ya betta figure again,
want to take you away
It's like I told you
I came from outer space
That's how I know your name
I'm sick and tired of the human race
I want you by my
Thank you very much
This next song was written by a man right here in Folsom prison
And last night was the first time I've ever sung this song
and hell are two conditions of life
Not a place up there or a place down there
It's a condition of life on earth so value life
Heaven is not things
It's
Work ethic trash, they a waste
Set the tone September 7th yea Issa Holliday
Get out my face
We the movers here put you in yo place
No pull out no
And there's a, and there's a
And there's a, and there's a fine, line
Too late to pray that I'm on it
Ya, yeah, yeah
Y'all, uh huh, y'all
one giant leap for mankind."
"It's a free concert from now on."
"We must be in Heaven, man"
"Four persons including two women were shot
Shaheed lets it glide
Tip the earthly body
Heaven's on my side
Even in Santo Domingo
Can I gotta Gringo
Yo, we got mics, when do we go?
Know a little
something for ya
Baby, I'm just fakin'
I'm a lost cause
I
can't shake it
Got no love
I'm so numb
A lost cause
Empty bottles in the back room
Don't check your
called him "Little" but he had that Malcolm X potential
Shabazzing on em like I took a Hajj to Mecca's temples
Stargating, Yamin be the 7th symbol
We
never will retire
This time around, ya gonna call messiah
On the live wire bouncin' like a rubber tire
Ninety seven gonna go to heaven and higher
We
We get gully and we get money
Them schemin' ass chicks can’t
Get shit from me)
Rain drops from heaven, the angels are cryin'
It’s raining outside,
Uh uh yeah
Craig david
It's another one
Gonna make ya make ya dance to this
Gonna make ya make ya dance to this
This is how we do it one time
cope
With all these crab niggas tryna shorten my rope
Yo it's the r - a double p
E - r, n - o - y - d
Niggas can't fuck with me
Comin' straight outta QB
street smarts, no college degrees
Too many degrees the freeze not fakin
Fake snakes are bacon, honeys hips are shakin
It ain't no joke so get your boys
never will retire
This time around, ya gonna call messiah
On the live wire bouncin' like a rubber tire
Ninety seven gonna go to heaven and higher
We
more, getting lit, chillin',
cnd stretching out like the 7th inning, wassup...
Learning to take life more for what it is
People expecting more than what
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