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I'll be back Right where your at Money on by I'll roll high and sell your land Seeing two wolves Pickin' which we feeding last I've been petty and pride
we used to be barbaric, we had actual queens Black is watchin' child soldiers gettin' killed by other children Feelin' sick, so quick, this could
work for shit, I don't play, I give a shit I ain't hearin' shit from a motherfucker that ain't givin' me shit I can tell by the way she lookin' at you
you think I have survived my issues, ay And ain't no problem that we couldn't see it through My transition shall be smooth So on that day that I arise
it's gon make you think that I ain't lose a thing I wish so Time moving fast so I sip slow Sweet like calypso Diamond child walking on cement roads
the beat of life is fleeting, ooh And while we wasting seconds as time passes by You ain't even sure if you gone get say bye We think that we have all
We just want a white Christmas, as white as one can see (see) I've got two sacks full of crack, I'll tell you where the rest is (where?) Well three is
might leave the function I be bouncing At 12:40 She be on my fucking couch Drinking Seagrams by the tv Why she make the volume loud Had to tell
Oh, yeah, yeah, uh DTP, yeah, how we do Call you, and you can call me Whatever you want to do, baby Ha, come on Uh Give me a call if you
should've told him we part Japanese (aye) Bro by the mail, he tryna catch the weed (aye) This bitch tryna get me to invest in weave (aye) I told her yes
again, huh Couldn't pay the rent, mama needed dollars I ain't ever flexed, huh Cause there was nothing to flex And we had the landlord breathing on our
with a gun My heart dey tell me to run Bilder im mein Kopf Mache mich Verrückt Jäden Tag, jäden Nacht Jäden Tag , jäden Nacht It started when we
We would all still be barbarians Without progression tell me Where again it is your parents live A house built by some tradesmen Who learned in
distracted Baby boy, I'm gon' distract you now If you couldn't be reminded Baby girl, I'm gon' remind you now Tell me what you need to know Okay, I just need
War is a virus, Shouldn't exist It's killing innocents Who believe in peace Turn off the light Come by my side They don't deserve to die So young!
was heated don't get touched by the fire Walk thru flames kept it pushin cuh we soldiers Stand for sum or die for nothing like what malcom told us
innovating In fact, she's penetrating And back disintegrating They lacking wisdom waging war with the wild child So tell these pussy motherfuckin honkies
guess I couldn't see it Mild-mannered I just couldn't be it But that was just the way we used to G it One of the wrongest niggas I see Or one
here flossin', Big Willies, we Willie Lynch 'em Pull out the chopper, rappers hittin' the ground Like every bar is a bullet, when I pull it, it sound
I have sinned I just destroyed another phony Ass rapper again she wasn't causin' it She must be stupid as a fiend They should have told the child 'You
cryin' keep a knock for the cops 'Cause ain't no sunshine for boys or blocks, my nigga 'Cause it's hell What we gotta go through, and only time will tell
I'm in three 6, the most known unknown As long as they know we the ones when we come home I love how you know they the locals by the love they show
Getting hostile with the doctor and they said it ain't no problems And you looking at her back and you can tell its turning black how this your child
Give a little back to the people now Lyrical equivalent of mother breastfeeding child We been down the road here for centuries Hard to tell who's
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