Lyrics:
up
Like the eastern sun
Together we are one
Won't be overrun
By colonizers, who use and despise us
Learn from our past and burn hotter fires
We were
my only friend
Is the city I live in is beautiful Brooklyn
Long as I live here believe I'm on fire, hey
'Cause it's the B-the-R-the-O-the-O-K
L-y-n
that, rude cat
Get back a cool presence but I'll
Merk any fool present
Fool I'm the neighborhood news message
& got you you niggas ahhh
Ye-eeah that's
Walk in hope I don't get fired
I smell like fire
Smell it right when I walk by
Pelican fly
Got my own vibe
Woke up this morning got fried
I'm trynna
the family
Yeah that's the end goal
And that's tunnel vision b
Like ay
Good timing
Pulled up in a GT I'm arriving
My girls sucking my dick while I'm driving
so my soul
is a threat to all mankind. Born to kill, I'm wicked by nature, 'cause the streets of my neighborhood breed young hellraisers. A
30.06
Knock a nigga off, beat the body (beat the body)
I'm just makin' all these deposits
Neighborhood nice and quiet, thought I saw Mr. Rogers, nigga
that’s not a paradox
I was in a pair of socks doing ergot with that pale thot
You got your makeup hair and nails by
So roll up that L and right when you
come around us
We can tell by the way that you walk
My boy be pushing prescription
You can't catch him slippin
He ducking the law
If I could record with
"There are major developments tonight
In the case of a neighborhood watch captain in Florida
Who shot and killed an unarmed…"
One pill
Two pill
Red
at the tunnel's end, be wary,
Watch out for the train, the tunnels are scary.
(Verse 4)
After the lady with viper strands,
Caught by the locomotive, life in your
like Big Ole Butts, you dig?
I was at the Tunnel, sippin on champagne
Takin a break, with this honey on my brain
Admirin the girls with the diamond
in that haystack
By that beehive past that fire pit
That's blazing in that dry looking forest
And there's a bridge I have to drive across
So I'll go
of the grind
Outta sight, outta mind, just know I gotta get mines
Bottom line, tunnel vision in my T.O. State of mind
No progressions were the worst, but
until I expire
Tryna' be the one the kids gon' admire
Emerged as a myth from the underground
Off the top hey these really fire
People who higher, try
I'm on that next level shit the baguette bezel lit
And the flows be fire you may think the devil spit
Moving like a rebel shit, push it to the peddle
glad to rejoice
And turned into a nut
Trying to make the pockets fatter
One shoot in the head
Everybody scatter
The worlds gonna
Catch on fire
is she for real?
Hey
But the liberals are way to pussy so we still wait
Like we gonna get a billionaire dollar fund by Bill Gates
I say it's time
making moves
I be making plays
Shawty playing games like we at a kids arcade
Blinded by my wrist so I put on Ray Ban shades
Gettin' to the gwuap
Yea I
one of me.
Now the immature imitations taken from originations;
Made by tracin', and a little arrangin'.
So perform, if ya still ain't warm; maybe
Yeah who want the smoke
We in the neighborhood
Neighborhood Heroes
It's that Six Feathers shit
Bird Gang bitch
Yeah who want the smoke
I’m passing it
and light this house on fire
Goodnight, I'm still up, I told my girl to lay down
I see the bottle is full, I'm 'bout to drink it way down
What up Bun my
made his neighborhood love me.
Bullets like birds you can hear them bitches hummin',
Don't let that bird shit, he got a weak stomach.
Niggas know I
the fire wall
Cyber door
Providing more
Like abundance isn’t enough
I was kissed by an agel after
I bit in the dust
My wrist with a cut
For
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