Lyrics:
dark tonight
See the young man sittin' in the old man's bar
Waitin' for his turn to die
You choke down all your anger
Forget your only son
You pray
comfortable
My lungs are shrunken
Yours are full
I gasp for air
You watch me choke on stories that I never told
Feed the poor eat the powerful
If I'm
Moses
And get the Red Sea flowin'
That's an awful lot of blood
Look at how it keep pourin'
Shit is very real kid keep your eyes open
(Stay on point
Who's at fault
What's the point now
Oooooaaaahh
When you choke
Sugarcoat
Oooooaaaahh
Oh something's
Something's gotcha
Oh something
Something's gotcha
On The Low
By: Victor Perry
Verse:
Get up and get dressed, why must we leave this bed?
What's the point of other's surrounding me,
when I'd rather
swellin's, I paint mental pictures like Magellen
Half of my clan's repeat felons
Niggas best protect they joints for Nine-Nickel
Man I stay on point like
put weed in the bowl
She don't have time for herself
She putting points on the board, yes
You know she carry her own
You know she carry a child
She
swellin's, I paint mental pictures like Magellen
Half of my clan's repeat felons
Niggas best protect they joints for Nine-Nickel
Man I stay on point like
commence to wreck
Eject another clip and drip sweat
Face of danger, increasin' nger
Point blank
I smoke another stranger
Grip the mic tight
I see the brake
and the dumb nigga scream and choke
When deuce deuce hit the floor yo
Now which of ya want to fade the twenty?
I'm turnin your fat pockets skinny
Ah yeah
murders occurs
No points or commas, we bring drama to all you herbs
Now go check the scenario
Little Ceas', I'll bring you fake G's to your knees
murders occurs
No points or commas, we bring drama to all you herbs
Now go check the scenario
Little Ceas', I'll bring you fake G's to your knees
what I keep sayin' it for
'Cause I'm damned if I do, damned if I don't
Damned if I win, damned if I choke
Blamed it on me, blamed it on God
Don't
on point, she doin' it
On call, on house, she doin' it
Her credit aight, she doin' it
She can fuck her all night, she doin' it
She earnin' stripes, she
the misplacement of the season
Look at the picture that's painted
Tainted as the mind who's blinded to the point
Where Sodomites get all the rights
We fall for
the misplacement of the season
Look at the picture that's painted
Tainted as the mind who's blinded to the point
Where Sodomites get all the rights
We fall for
without the primo beats
And it hurts my soul
I'm a warrior so though the odds is against a nigga, Dirk gon' choke
Some people confide in the person that
been a problem, I dissolve 'em like salt
Lock it up like a vault whenever wreck is caught
And it's my fault, keep niggas on point duckin' down
Niggas
stroke the fuck outta you
Baby girl you hit this the wrong way it choke the fuck outta you
I rap you in these sheets and smoke the fuck outta you
Hit you
been a problem, I dissolve 'em like salt
Lock it up like a vault whenever wreck is caught
And it's my fault, keep niggas on point duckin' down
Niggas
at Foot Locker
I'm gettin' higher than learning
Smokin' 'em up and then burning
East Point is on the map
And now my clothes is hurtin'
Now shit
Let me get straight to the point
Covid be fucking my money up now that I'm back
I'm making hit after hit again
Nobody fuck with us
GTG up on attack
or pajamas, they can choke you in your sleep
Two words about furniture: killing machines
Now, board your windows up the sun is bad for your health
And always
satisfied with it
What's the point in running?
Just sit here with a blunt and
Watch these rappers try to stunt
And break necks for paychecks
If I ain't broke
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