Lyrics:
consent, and sometimes in exchange for money
One, two, three, four
I'm a soldier in a foreign fight
Will I see the light of day or am I gonna die tonight
I'm
Yeah
Birthday, it's your birthday
If I die bury me inside that Louis store
They ask me what I do and who I do it for
And how I come up with this
1 2 1 2 peace be upon you
Here's another song I wrote I hope you can bump to
3 4 5 6 I've got the Midas touch in my mind all my ideas are priceless
y'all wanna ride tonight
Nigga ride or die or ride or die
Aiyyo fuck y'all, niggaz I crush y'all, rush y'all
With the four drawn and I touch y'all,
look up at the sky, why do young niggas die?
Felt the stray hit me, somebody stay with me
Fallin' to the ground with the sound of a four-pound near me
from the nerds
All of my toes had to stay in the dirt
I'm tight in the game like I was her first
Live Die by 9'5s man that shit for the birds
Forget
one in the browning grass by the sagging four foot high chain link fence
Drops it in a bag marked 'Evidence'
Here come that Caprice again
Rolling too
be in a Columbian necktie
We don't respects by
Half-ass niggas
Blast niggas
Gas niggas who won't blast
The sect die
All: 2
just go die in the sky
Then she grip my arm
She pull me out of earth
She said don't be alarmed
My head inside her shirt
My heart inside her hand
I wonder
the garden of eden oky
I told my bros I'm not kidding
The jokes come around but the Fam and the music two thing's I consider
Without finance man the problems
emergency
Lady, oh, please come back to me
Emotion of fire is burning inside
Lady, don't lose your pride
9. This old town
Baby, I'll hurt you
Oh, come let me
ONE! TWO! We're coming for you.
THREE! FOUR! Lock your door.
FIVE! SIX! Suck on my dick.
BROKENCYDE WILL NEVER DIE! (x2)
Now I can feel the needle
Yeah
Birthday, it's your birthday
If I die bury me inside that Louis store
They ask me what I do and who I do it for
And how I come up with
like it's suicide?
Will you die inside?
Will you die inside?
Will you die inside?
Will you die inside?
yea
Yea yea
Grew up with the gang
Bunch of renegades
I come from the ghetto
But I ain't living there
Did some phenomena
That boy he a menace
Can tell by
slay 4 me, uh huh
They fake like pray 4 me, uh huh
Need you 2 listen now
If ya mind is carnal you’ll miss it now
Don’t care if u think I’m dissin now
I
[Chorus:Repeat x4]
Next time around I'll be ready
If the feeling ever comes again
I won't be a fool
I'll play the game by the rules
I won't let this feeling
down, heroes eventually die
When the sun goes down, heroes eventually die
Even the sun goes down, heroes eventually die
I live inside the belly
runnin no more
Cause he done ran into cash
I run in2 your bytch i get manish on dat ass
Wen I finish
She gonna need a bandage 4 her ass
U type of niggas
(sleep With the U)
Im feeling like boosie (Im feeling like boo )
Im ready to die (Im ready 2 die, Lets goo)
(Verse1)
Nigga dont do it like this (dont do
U don't wanna come across us
She wanna get down
Best be some boss shit
Plus top 4 the johnson
Explosion, abortion
Landed on the whore face
Wrap it
2, 4, 6 ama dot
Bly met die boys in die stu full stop
Pull up by die spot late night full skeem
Van die Swakies tot die baai in a dangi B
New edition
Rain on me
By his grace the phone ring
A lady said were hiring and
That's when I knew
You saved me [4x]
Now i was 18 out there on the block
ooh, ooh
I want to be inside of you
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
A-a-ah, a-a-ah
I gotta hear you sing
A-a-ah, a-a-ah
- You're only about four foot six,
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