Lyrics:
Crooked cops
This whole thing that you seeing
Was predicted by PAC
We tired of banging on these
Doors, it's time to break these locks
So the system
Can't
fired by the gray man
With shaky hand
But not shaky enough to miss
Hit, Lost Boy in back
So-called Friend runs for door
Leaves First Son
Something's rockin' the chair on my back porch
It's late but I can't help but open the door
The chair stops as I step in the windless night
It starts
just stop for a minute
I thought I got it
But fuck did you text me for
How do we get back
I'm tryna get like before
You 'ready unlocked the door for me
a minute
I thought I got it
But fuck did you text me for
How do we get back
I'm tryna get like before
You 'ready unlocked the door for me
Kisses waiting
Ha ha i'm back, bastards!
(Oh yeah) when the chips were down you
Just laughed at us now you 'bout to feel the
Fucking wrath of Aftermath, faggots!
camera, action with a brand new thing
Fly like a dragon gotta pack this eighth
Sign off, come ride my wave
Suicide doors, bet I'd keep you safe
Act up,
whole!
Piece by piece, I'm goin' on to Heaven
Piece by piece, just waiting for my soul!
Now here I am with my sailin' days behind me
And I look back
Got a picture of your house and you're standing by the door
It's black and white and faded and it's looking pretty worn
I see the factory that I
mighty and bold!"
Seasons of doubt,
fear and silent desires of life have gone by.
Visions have called back my longing
for freedom tonight. Made
to heaven
On my mind 24/7
But I always keep forgetting
I don't need you baby
So stop the lights
And camera
Don't need that anymore
I'm tryna find myself but
Made back a quick fo' hundo like
I didn't even touch it
I ain't never been a fool
I ain't never been trusted
Chaos emeralds in my head and
My rubies stay
They got us suspecting a war
But the real war is to follow the law of the Lord
"Just because you went away, my doors are not locked
Wanna come back
The girl next door, ya know? Man
I don't know what to do! Say it wasn't you
Alright
Honey came in and she caught me red handed
Creepin' with the girl next
Hoppin' out the van, I'm on Abbey Road
Fans with cameras in the bathroom, man, that's difficult
I just wanna smoke a Backwoods by my lonely self
Chill,
mama rock me back and forth
Where her prayers were in what she'd sing
I hope heaven has a front porch
Above all we know as love
Built by the hand who
the calendar design
Wilderness tours, guided for and by the blind
Cool ruler standing still sweating through the shades
He knew those lights only grew bright
The tracks gorilla
We got the millas and we’ll be at ya scrilla
Close your doors, lock your windows
We be at them execs for them back end checks
Now, We
And my peoples sit around, cops split that
High potent white kit kats, we sell up in the hood
Going door to door, every floor, every get back
My gangsta
to a penitentiary
You're Graceland, The Band, and Petty falling free
You're Stir it Up, yeah you're Jamming, you're my Redemption Song
I'm Knocking on Heaven's Door
the doors for the dreams to come home
We live out lives in private shells
Ignore our senses and fool ourselves
To thinkin' that out there there's someone
the penitentiary, I'm left, let's whip
Sneakin', we freakin', no sleep on the weekend
But I just wanna hit it by the lake
From the back, from the front while I'm
the doors for the dreams to come home
We live out lives in private shells
Ignore our senses and fool ourselves
To thinkin' that out there there's someone
on her face as she opened the door
Was like an old joke told by a friend
It'd taken ten more years but she'd found her smile
And I watched the corners
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