Lyrics:
I choose the weed cause it help the pain better
I'm having wild dreams im sleeping on cold leather
Get it by any means my daughters is all i treasure
are for you are thirty one
Three to one, three in one, three times one, three divided by one
For all I see in you are three perfections
That make
237 I'm comin' from 237
I've been trappin' 2 4 7 Hardboi Type and I'm straight from heaven
237 I'm comin' from 2 3 7
I've been trappin' 2 4 7 Hardboi
One time
Huhh, all up in ya like a bone when I
Johnny Blaze, the Iron Lung
Foxy Brown, the ill na na (yeah, see'mon, yeah, see'mon)
Destination
to sever rappers
This is the aftermath of a nuclear blast
Man made machines versus human beings
I predict it coming
A World War 3, Iran, Pakistan
And look
Well I have been in here for two or three days and they
won't let me out! No. They've left me stuck in this here studio and what can I do but mumble
they ain't really expect this I can tell by the way they counted me out awe man
This shit right here put them bitches in they feelings
And these nehgas
fists full of middle fingers, I got no time for high fives
Too rich for a drive-by, pay the pilot on my private jet to keep it low and do a fly-by
Take
meaning of pain
I got bit 'n now I'm in these chains
These chains of death, they're brought by the plague
I went down to the dock to get my supplies
I was
The fear unfolds within our bones
But we can make it out alive if we can see beyond the shore
We'll make these caverns shake like thunderstorms
And watch
Rosetta Stone please don’t speak my lingo
Choppa by my side bust it at yah hip bone
Urban with the heat yeah I got em hip tho
Flexing on the daily yeah I’m
the nigga in the suit in the box under the ground
Fox chased by the hound locked permanent frown xzibit get down
By liftin' iron by the pound for the tough
Yeah
Yeah
Three
Fill him with holes, flip 'em
Krabby patty, got that bitch looking just like a sponge
Glock came with a dick, Give a fuck if you
Oh me name is John Jones
and I curse these old bones
In the morning its hard for to rise
For I work with my hands
and I’ve travelled o’er these
heart by three simple vision
[The Visions:]
The first was a planet engulfed by the sea
No dry land in sight, not a mountain or tree
No rock jutted out
heart by three simple vision
[The Visions:]
The first was a planet engulfed by the sea
No dry land in sight, not a mountain or tree
No rock jutted out
self you ain't scared when I run in
your chick I ain't bout no games woady its your life or yo bitch
Apologize when I pass by bootin my grill
3
a scrub n***a
Flat iron for a fuck n***a
And i put that on the dub
Light this bitch up like a bulb
Fuck hitting licks had to boss up
All of these mother
just live
Oh you saw some of yo niggas dying both by sports and that iron sum doin bids
This life get wicked like a mosh pit
I can teach ya couple things
thought, he can be tamed in a lyrical war?
(I guess he's playin')
We nodey come fool like SDK
If your rapping cadence dey sound like you're getting raped by
the glock
But I've been shitted on by these high class hoes
Even these chickens did me wrong, I was just gettin' on
So I turned cold, givin 'em hard dick
guy from the north side
Walking by faith, I'm living with closed eyes
Ey day's a funeral, my team follow suit
A three cord bond, neck-deep like bow ties
Hands of Dice & Wire
Tire iron grin
Rebar bone within
Etched with every sin
There’s lashes in the lacquer
Temple pulse reveals
How the deep
the cheat codes
If vibrations send me
I drive by on winning
Can't see inside, I'm tinting
She in the passenger, venting
Massey, unrelenting
I just found my
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