Lyrics:
smiling then they're screaming please let me off
I was always way to young to go and get involved
By the age of 8 I figured out what pressure was
Every
placed on stools hanging on the bar
trying to avoid the brothers
by looking in another direction.
Among the other places they took care of
-
was even scared to keep it real
Six kids, six baby moms, how they make you feel
Never thought I'd be a damn one to see you by my side
We went our
judge a book by a cover
Before you read the pages
Stay six feet away from me
It’s too contagious
If you ain’t pray
Not a day for me
You can keep your
Yeah, I'ma need that gold medal, matte black shit on a whip
Hear them drums, nigga? ERYS in a 6 with the wrist
'Bout to swish, no assist, never
I be the first to set off shit, last to run
Wu roll together as one
I call my brother son 'cause he shine like one, check it
Scriptures hit
I be the first to set off shit, last to run
Wu roll together as one
I call my brother son 'cause he shine like one, check it
Scriptures hit
came by speeding
5 niggas jumped out the car as they all started to say I know you in there lil nigga I aint got all day they started Yelling at the top
stomach turns every single time
A brother’s killed by police
I understand why city’s burn down I hope it ain’t mine
But the homies out here kill cops that
her titty
All alone in the house
We were playing house by ourselves
(Don't tell nobody)
Go play with David
David's gay
And he's trying to get me to play
doesn't worry at all
He could be mad but its just another pay day
2-6-5-8-0
2-6-5-8-0
2-6-5-8-0 Oh, dial it if you want to know me
She likes
A tall handsome stranger rode into town
With fire in his eyes burning red as sundown
His boots were all dusty, his coat open wide
Six ways of dying
these thots (A lot)
Every day that I'm alive, I'ma ride with the stick
I'd rather be broke in jail than be dead and rich
Told my brothers take my
their sisters and their mothers (who?) - cryin'
Because their fathers and their brothers (damn) - are dyin'
Turn on at eleven o'clock news
And tell me
the market's
Swiftly move to mark it show the world W.H.O the mark is
I'm similar to where started
I mean Ive got a Woo hand
First reports it's not spread by
Since9ine6ix Verse 1:
Honest man
Got a job
Listening to how to rob
Pitching in my fifty cent and shipping it like Amistad
Working like a slave
Shit
BROTHER HAROLD DEE
(Porter Wagoner)
« © '71 Owepar Publishing »
To a man and wife three sons were born on the same day a bright Sundy morn
Three
Wouldn't you know, a driveby in Missouri
Them fools got popped
Took their corner next day, set up shop
And it's better than slangin' in the Valley
just get by
I live day to day on otha shit
I just get by
I just get by
I just get by
I live day to day on otha shit
I just get by
I like to get fly
It's
just another hunting season
Niggas in it 6 feet deep and no reason dying freely
Why?
hook
Back in the days on Chicago Avenue, (?)
Niggas used to bang
January 6, 2021
Shit was crazy
We literally had
A fucking mob
Run up on the capital
And so
I had to write this song cause this is how I was feeling
and
Some are just unconscious with no feeling
Misdirected by the nonsense in the news
And what they're hearing
Blind to all the truth still fearless
There's
that I make is in silence
I be killing all these beats but
I do not condone violence
Brought the old school back I
Went and started a riot
I mainstream
their nature, I guess
My expectation's far-fetched. I'm motivated by seeing major success
cnd that includes to others, all my music brothers and sisters
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