Lyrics:
no cars
Some Tesco's bag on their head
When it's raining family
My family are some money making family
Start behaving family
I turn in the electrician
ain't built for it
Tears steady droppin' 'til the cops come knockin' at my
Tattoos and some war wounds (war wounds)
Loudest nigga in the room, you
these niggas been tellin'
And my lil' bro, he kept it silent, forever indebted
This shit embellished in my jeans like a pair of jeans
These niggas cappin'
between my head and my body
I can't be surprised by the time that passed by while I wasn't alive
I will be the judge of what I missed while I was dizzy,
a couple cars in my driveway
I gotta couple broads in my driveway
I say, "who got the Uber on they phone?"
I ain't tryna cuddle witcha girl, you sleepin'
You know who you dealing with
You know who you down (work)
Put ya money down put ya (head)
In the headboard
Let's go to war baby
First time I
turbans, kufi's
Hand guns is petite the shotties is doofy
Talkin in is not nice, lot of niggaz got life
Everything is good in my bank except cop dice
Train
If you focus close, you know
You can't judge that book by the cover alone
But if you listen with your heart and your soul
You'll find out that you'd
the boy speak
My eyes red my blood red its all in my head
My eyes red my wrist red the boy bled Yea
My soul dead my mind gone I stay blown
I ride low my
you for me
Late night, I get in my head, I'm drivin' high speeds
Now they feel like I'm just lit, but I'm tryna find peace
Sometimes I like to be alone,
balling with my brothers
In the nabor hood at the home of the wolf
We all call each other brothers to this day
We celebrate the new year together
Wait for
home and see my wife and kids
I wanna go home
They want me locked down, fryin' in jail
Before you hear that I decided to tell, I'd rather die in a cell
of their palms
And a whole bunch of guns wrapped tight in their arms
See them bastards woke me up when they broke my alarm
I was getting my ass licked by
record sales
Making heads or tails, we like Henrietta Lacks up in the cells
My mother was a working class, very loving woman
Who struggled, every dinner
down by the fuckin' four pound in your dome
Hit you with the nick plate chrome
Queensbridge, that's my motherfuckin' home
Off the top of my head, yo,
whole family
It's gonna take the man in me to conquer this insanity (no, no, no, no)
It seems the rain'll never let up
I try to keep my head up,
Top of the world
Dear judge I got something to say
Didn't have my L's still you took em away
Tryna stay away from jail you wanna book me today
Don't
built different, I was never breastfed
When I was two years old
I was dropped on my head
In school like Dej Loaf, they'd try me
But just like the second
pummel them
Carried away by the Spirit to a wilderness
I saw a harlot clothed in purple and scarlet
Riding a beast
Seven heads and ten horns: Babylon
She
Remember 'Nam? Niggas got killed in Desert Storm
When the well being of my kids is at stake I'm alarmed, heavily armed
[ VERSE 4: Willie D ]
Muthafuck
an earthquake
Erupted like a volcano, perverted the third state
They want to control my bedroom
All up in my head, soon
They can alert and fly up to the dead
until the sun come up
Them niggas had to be in the house
Before the lights was coming up uhh
Uh
I'll go to war for, my dawg
I'll lose it all for, my dawg
Yeh
And you know they say
You can never judge a book by its cover
Yuh know
You can never really see
What's inside a person
You only see what's
to her heat
She can make you sad when you're happy as can be
She can make you shoot your ego all over her sheets
All is hers in love and war, my little
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