Search results for 'stop sign by 33 west' Page #12

And when I got that call swear I ain't wanna believe it
Hopped up in that car did the dash and started speeding
Running stop signs zoned out like I was

Tryna soothe my brain with my money or my mind
Besides busting rhymes, I'm real good at doing crimes
Infected with the code of the street and gang signs

I didn't even know that it was gonna be coming, so go check
Not Me; drop me, stop me, rock me, knock me, Et cetra
Don't copy that, copy cat; I don't

Shakin' in the Alley

Mac Mall

Immaculate

filled to capacity
With all souls possessed by my flow and its speed
On this radio station over thousands of watts
And the rollers can't stop my knot
Media

the beginnin', head spinnin' hip hop

The never endin', don't stop

B-boy religion, I'll rock and claim position

Maim the opposition, tradition, got 'em on lock

drive fast, and I drive as far west as anyone can drive 
Eight thousand miles from Lithuania and if I could escape 
By driving further then I would, but

confront the error in your own lives or comfort you
Just because you walked with a few signs
Stop posing for pictures and open your eyes

Actually open your

before until I found the school of hip hop
A sign from the Lord
The way you're living in this culture is the path to be on
Study classic songs
Listen
If

soldier
Who got poppped for a quick fix
Semi automatic clip's deeper than that
Body hold your soul
Hell far from cold cross roads
No sign feeds your heart

Sphinx, 
It's not what you think
That's how it goes
The Colossus of Rhodes
Why are the pyramids 
Made of Emma stone?
So alone
Tossed around by primitives

talking, talking, talking
If she can talk hope it never ends
She on the west side
She riding and her voice is medicine
She knew what to say to make me feel

Sphinx
It's not what you think
That's how it goes
The Colossus of Rhodes
Why are the pyramids
Made of Emma stone?
So alone
Tossed around by primitives

somebody else
I'm really out here on my own, blowing smoke, I'm all by myself
Nah really it ain't nothing I'm just blunted with no fucks to give
I lost my

standard Nazi signs remembrance branding
Netflix showing little kids dancing like they're baddies
Stop caring too much or I'd be perpetually angry
Y'all

where they go:
They say I'm the best
And fuck all the rest
I'm coming to put all of y'all to the test
From the east to the west
I got em all stressed
I'm

the streets
The game's toxic
I can't be a part of this shit
I don't need your co-sign
Fuck the chains & the whips
I'm Max Payne in this bitch
Got the ammo

over areas
Buried us
In a system built by Giants
Or figments of imagination
Just to keep us quiet
I'm sorry I ain't lying
I'm just really high and I be

we are I see one now
And it's snaking through the town, stop the car and set us down 
Hey Hey, it's a long way down the line

We're standing by

Ridin' down the A-V-E in the black A-M-G
With the Mac by my lap and they envy
The fact that they can't see me
Dippin' through the traffic, I'm

in that my kind
Supposed road blocks get rowed
Through like stop signs

I'm the walking rap-to-mic to
Whom you sacrafice i am, the epiphany
The energy,

Da Graveyard

Grand Daddy I.U.

Lifestylez Ov Da Poor & Dangerous

1995

with so much lead they can use they dick for a pencil
I'm known for snatchin' purses and bombin' churches
I get more pussy by accident than most niggas

wanna go back to your city beat
By a little teen, just a kid from the bay
West side what I'm repping today
Yes I hit the level of best five in the state

Military Mind

Killa Tay

Thug Religion

All rap for everybody, West Cola
Open up my 3rd eye, let my spirit speak
Time to re-unite the family
Military Mind, searchin for thug heaven
Bullys

don't get enough sex
I stepped to her, told her "cool off"
Let the mood walk
Let's have a one-two talk
She looked at me like "boo stop"
"All that smooth