Lyrics:
how they murder son
Tired of them killing us, I'm on my way to Ferguson
Talked to TIP, I talked to Diddy, them my brothers walking with me
Mothers
Keeper
Ridin with the K and my Brother got the sweeper
cny problems you got
That's my Beef
Ima be the one grillin up the Meat
You see my Brother he a G
sleep
I pray my deaf brother don't run into the police
'Cause you tellin' him to put his hands up, he can't hear, ain't goin' for deceased
These rookie
I know, I know
I ain't stoppin' shit 'til my niggas all home
Still keep it on me, put a nigga on a shirt quick
And you'll never hear the truth
I know we all gotta die but I ain't ready
I get tired of wearing this crown man this bitch heavy
Know I'm try and keep it on keep my pace steady
gotta like Ma$e, but bet he blow
And anything that I do get heavy dough
Stop handcuffin' that girl and let her go
My whips got satellite, see it in
you got me bit I'm coming as ebit
Got on big hoes at Freaknit frequently your telling me
Won and worn your rockets, so, he ain't put no scratch in
Im even more cocky
When the lord by me
So you gotta pardon my flex
We leavin doors spotty
Leavin corpse bodies in the truck
Try me if you want buddy
ain't just rhyming
Better listen up clear when I'm hyping
On the road,laying up the white lightning
If a soundboys dead and he calls my name
I roll up
ain't about radio, see I'm beyond the dial
But still strong arm a nigga, Pete Konda style (ow)
[Joell Ortiz]
The inserts of your album put my ganja
guilty of, the things I said above
No matter my faults still continue to show me love
Naw I ain't perfect man, but yet I stay the same
I play chess not
round silent and stealth
Run this up all on my own swear, I ain't never needed help
Where I'm from them boys will dap you up and smoke your dead brother
Mothers of dope fiend embarrassin' me
All in front of my friends
In the street smile with no teeth
I never knew daddy, heard he had a 72 caddy
Died in
the sky for my brother Clip 'cause he never wanted to die (Clip)
Put one in the sky for my cousin Freaky 'cause he never wanted to die (Freaky)
Put one in
in him
They wen't pump'd slugs in my little brother
But dogg I still love Little Brother
This other guy
I ain't know who's dude
Got glued
at a time baby
Still feel like i gotta get it right
Im up early inna morning i can't waste the time
My brother hit me from the cell he tryna feed his mind
Put
I'm past all them times when nobody ain't love me
Ain't nobody love me
My girlfriend ain't love me
My momma ain't love me
My brothers ain't love me
I
the surface
If you ain't B.I.G. then you ain't Notorious
So why ya man reckless, side-ballin like he holdin heat
Someone bring him a bed, to the permanent sleep
drugs, I ain't takin' no break
How many sticks in this bitch? It's 'bout eight
How many bitches I wanna hit? Eight
Can't see my eyes behind Cartier
Hermano En El trap Parra Peso
Aint Tryna get caught by the Jake so
He Duo Lingo when he touch a payphone
My attire
Low key can't role in designer
Gotta keep
at the seven oh
Be careful where you go yo, and just in case you ain't know
I flow, to liberate the ghetto
[Chorus: x4]
This is to my brothers
the ride at the lights wid your Donny in it death by association murder ink John gotti wid it
Married to the game and I'll never cheat
Managing this pain
I’m worthy
Just so glad, he ain’t chose Julie
Happy life, happy wife
Dreaming sweetly, through the night
Never turn, over in fright
Always be, right by
Who loves rappin, and to it I stay loyal
I can't tell, you ain't caught up in my spell
You dwell on the other crab MC's that fell
Apart from the start,
_(cropped).jpg/227px-Osmond,_Donny_(2006)_(cropped).jpg "Donny Osmond")
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