Lyrics:
we call reality
Mimicry isn't mastery
Don't fall victim to flattery
He's in his house of learning not bothered by a bloody eyeball
You couldn't
"We did it"
Through the fire
Tell yourself
"I'm gonna get it"
Step light and cool
You can't fail the fool
The wolf in wool
Biological tool
The P in
see, what'll
Happen! I can't imagine! He's more useless
Than giving zombies a statin! Mike P. The
Ultimate loser is we! I mean us! The U.S
Racists love
[Krayzie]
This track is tight you should be clapping your hands
[ clapping your hands] 4x
[chorus]
As we ride by the end of the night
You will
your eyes and you'll see what I see
Brothers are fallin, homegirls are callin
Themselves independent, but yo, we're all in
The same boat together, it
one of this, spiritual bliss (?)
Bangin' with this, it's Jesus Christ till I R.I.P
It's only right, I gotta fight
You meet me by the seventh trench,
are girl, I can't explain
[Hook]
Wish you could stay, cause I think you’re the one
But I can’t entertain anything that ain’t funk
Oh, we’re one in
the shit
We are the list
We are the ones
We make the hits
We checked our wish
Then checked another
Cus we blissed
And so damn lit
High
To the clouds
Just
nigga's amazin'"
Then I send a message to both of
They asses like "Nigga we made it!"
Kinda makes me wonder why the hell so many
People are tryna tell me
After a long night of drinking
And partying with fast women
With his good friend
El-P, Justin goes home to get some good
Rest he turns on the TV
So yeah, what the hell, maybe
All hail, Shady, he'll tell it like it is
So tell Katy Perry he's on her tail, he's tailgating
These bells are my
you're gonna see me walk so fast
Through the door, uh-huh
I think it's time for us to break up, ba-by
We should of never ever been together
You tried
tape was wack as fuck
I just bought a Lambo' truck just to pick my spirits up
R.I.P. my fallen soldiers, they all near and dear to us
They respect,
When You Fuckin Wita P/
We Got Big Bags & Im Ballin Shootin 23,
Boi I Luv Da Juice & Tha Remy Stay W Me Used Ta Run Up In Yo Home Now We Servin By Tha P
you up with hatred
Lies
For years told to your face
Then question fallen grace
Humans are a disgrace
Take me out of this place
Hell
Were already
Came from picking cars everybody round me gone be living large on God
Aye DOE til the Death of me, R.I.P. Thoody C you know how we bleed
We
to a state of mind where you delve into self and celebrate
All you've felt and all you've seen
Through summer's heat and the autumn's fallen leaves
Are you
the aliens are really fallen angels
And the media only promote danger
Now you wonder why we all got so much anger
A flock of half nots with a bunch of bad
[ VERSE 1 ]
Woke up the other mornin, I heard a rumor
They said the gang wars was over
I told em they was bullshittin, they said it's real as hell
the synthesis
Who was friends or nemesis?
What is fair to reminisce
What is there to reminisce
Hell with this we living it
No Jay Z, but I'm feeling it
come around
Do my thing, I get down
I Live a hell of a life
Life clothing everything around me
It's 4life
Rollin' through my hood
Rollin through my
can't take anymore
(Slay) spill the blood of rebels
They are the children of hell
(Flesh) I'm being dead, stopping at nothing to kill
(Saint)
& white from slave ships to plane site
Saw them bury our heritage, saw them kill the blackberry tree
Couldn’t cut our roots, so we grew through the seed
I don't see the future, feel it day to day
Dirty nights are passing by, I gotta learn to pay
Trucking down to London, gigs that never end
Foggy days
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