Lyrics:
(This is Jay P Bangz)
The evidence is substantial, the lawyer got it handled
Disrespected when I kicked his dead homie candle, Roman candle
“c Woman's Past Matters” Lyrics - Ray Rabbit
Hook-
You gotta judge a man by his future
Can't be getting stuck with no losers
Makes sense I don't get
tenacity
Gave her beats by the pound it's just the Mac in me
Matter fact you crackers FREE MAC actually
100 tracks, and if it ain't for me ima exit (Mia
by a different bunch hot little girls
Speed it up, and let a real niggas see what ya got lil' girl
Got lil' doe, got something to blow
You wanna get
Richest gangsta, nigga, by your mother's side, by your grandma's side, nigga, by your sister's
Man, nigga, it's easy, it's easy to pull a, it's easy
Always tried to leave my mark
But I was never chosen
Keep the currencies going
Follow me P150 is loading
See charts like Murder
Murder by the four
with you
Im making it harder for the next nigga
Times that shit by 2
Cause another nigga could never
Do it better than I do
Im rolling with my crew
We
and death
As time went on, it was nothing more than that
Time
As the days got more grey and the end seemed more bleak
We called to You, Lord for answers
But
directed by Spike Lee
Ain't got no codeine in my cup
I guess we 'bout to blow trees (huh, woah woah)
No limit like Master P
When I jump on a track, it's
Or speak about it too much, you gon' die by the sword
So think about it, do us an injustice, you know time flies
Life, I can't trust it, so I stay high
I'd like to admit died
And now the ones that raised me through the thick n thin times
This shit is just mind blowing and hard to grasp
Wouldn't be
shows.
So I looked up to heaven, got down on my knees.
An' I cried, "Dear Lord, will you help me, please."
"I need a TV by tomorrow night,
"Cause
Slice, roast those big boys
Banks don't matter you will be destroyed
Up and down the rap world goes
The radio rotation dominated by your flow
But I'm
Learning from christ my only savior
Loved by many hated by most
This be the only time you hear me boast
Back then i was back sliding
It went all up then
that'll dry the sun
Til my lies and my fears recombine as one
And the time that I grind's recognised by love
P-R-I-M too live for T.V
I-T-I on the grind
You from the islands and your peoples wasn't slaves, you a nigga
No matter how much your ass get paid, you still a nigga
Shot by the cops at a traffic
to ride my jock
Me and Ma$e, Suburban blastin
Cold Dom P, smilin, laughin
Freaks all over, the kind I adore
I felt like a kid in a candy store
That's when I
down the line
Here we go one time
Prepare yourself for MC terror
And don't make the error of tryin to come near a
rapper so smooth and swift with
and time
And it'll be a matter of minutes before orbitin graceful lines
Search your place and find, Q-Unique way up, now first in line
Words written will
and he keeping me up
And that's a pep talk (pep talk)
Imma make you crawl before you can walk (before you can walk)
And, I don't got no time for how you
Real Brother for Life
No guessing.
Spirit recognized Spirit
Guess that's, was part of the game,
Always called me by P,
The start of my last name.
Then
targeted
All the pressure
Weighing heavy on my conscience
They just letting time fly by
These n*ggas left me with no option
Huh
Don"t make me hurt you
Forgive me
We have sinned
Forgive us
Imagines seen by a window of time, show the real nature of world
Drained of the unconscious stupidity of the man kind
into some ol' nasty shit
Live if I could decide to try, don't play me bogus
This ain't no spin move and I ain't got no time to lie
Tell your girls we
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