Lyrics:
shoulder and I walk them up the mountain
Over there I speak to God and get water out the fountain
Steps I'm not counting because they ordered by God
I trust
Cara Mia-
Midnight, moonlight
Surrounded by death
Reminiscing when we first met
I was still a suspect
Your first funeral of course
No one even
F-A-P
Wit my man Ruck and my man Rock S-T
Jus' left my man brown nose
Now we gotta sack of the black for the shows
Clothes, ain't really nuthin to me
We say all sentient beings,
Animal or human
Have the right to live,
Free from pain,
Torture and suffering.
They say
Because we are human and speak
Eternal motherfuckin' damnation
(possession)
Possession (16x)
The hatred of hells fires for mankind burn inside me
My lifeless dead black eyes, tell no
Your Co'D got potential to be Cobra
I live by a certain set
Of codes, mouth closed, you know the culture
Digging my Prada pocket
Pull out product for
as the truth
I’m versatile, so what you really wanna do?
Yeah, I’m really this mean in the booth
Pen strong enough to leave mics black n blue
And Don’t let me
Pitchin' nickel, dimes, doin' petty crimes
Rush to get old, I was bold
Threw myself into the world, no coat, it was cold
By all means necessary kept me
the rocks
Till i get one imma give what i got/
Remember the days when they wanted me stuck in a box, I found the key to the lock, thats why they speak on my
is morbid
When I stab you, bleed that's morbid
Live by assassins creed, it's morbid
When you don't believe I'll get morbid
The stank on my breath
life giver
Baptize me in the ways of earth
Death, rebirth and freedom
The river takes our stories away
Needs and hours, even prison terms go by
Seeds
Okay, you back stab me
Bitch, I gave you my all
I'm in this black Caddy
I'm finna drive til I'm gone
I feel so damn saddened
Just by the way it
Man you know what it is
We only smoke killa
All we do is get up
While you get by
All we do is stay up
Bitch we stay high
It's tha gas (It's tha gas)
position by spittin' these lyrics
I'm makin' a killin'
Them niggas are fishin'
My niggas are winnin'
I'm sippin' and billin'
There's no competition
I'm
the dinner with jay-z make the transition
They red line us, so property declines if you live by blacks
They depress the asset and take the property back
It's
Day by day seasons change in the story of us
Sad lonely broken people together
Well I'll speak for myself
I've been trying to get to a place
Blow
Finesse, from SP to Casio
Your jams ain't def, you ain't fresh, you're so-so
If you don't know us by now you'll never know
You set that mood
to Casio
Your jams ain't def, you ain't fresh, you're so-so
If you don't know us by now you'll never know
You set that mood when we groove and prove
F-A-P
Wit my man Ruck and my man Rock S-T
Jus' left my man brown nose
Now we gotta sack of the black for the shows
Clothes, ain't really nuthin to me
and good clean fun
That's my kind of country
Roots run deep as they come
In my kind of country
I'm from the old school
Live by the golden rule
Ain't
F-A-P
Wit my man Ruck and my man Rock S-T
Jus left my man brown nose
Now we gotta sack of the black for the shows
Clothes, ain't really nuthin to me
Ha
I can't wait i like good food on my plate
I can't wait
Aiyyo it's time to raise the stage
And by the way lA city!
By the way i hold it down every
or athletes?
Man runner get caught by hand speed
Forget the violence
Be silent
Lay back in the black top whip with the plate on private
Back to my yard where I'm
go
'cause I, a man born to die small speak on
Till I´m carried by six to my restin' home
'cause I´m a hoochy fader
Devastader, real Busta Hater
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