Lyrics:
the rubber
The coffee, the cotton, the sugar
The people
The germ traveled faster than the bullet
They harvest the mountains inside, protect the crops,
Storm the beach, through the gates of hell
The sky rains down a storm, of hellfire and shells
Around me, bullets mark the ground
I can only hear,
From da city
Full of chrome go gettas
Teflon n bullet proof on
Road setters
Gunchesta got a city Full of barrettas
They live by da sword
Mad man's
The Statue of Liberty lost her virginity to me
Oh yeah
But I get my rocks off by watching the cops on TV
Oh yeah
I'm feel needy, cheap and greedy
Block got the Morgue open
Dont come to my block
Talking that hot shit, get one in yo top
These bullets go long make these niggas run routes
Oopsie thats
I wouldn't change a thing in all the times gone by
Wouldn't hesitate to take a bullet and die
as it’s tripped by the hose
The corrosion of a paradise
A patina that shines
Let your theories oxidize
For crying out loud!
It’s not a mistake
That
against the glacial? Tree
Just glass sweating on a table
Ripples set off by passing trains
Where you headed, Ohio?
Baby boy, don't ya know
That
Braveheart niggas
(Jungle) , IllWill niggas (Wizard)
Made of steel niggas
(Horse) , robothugs (Nature)
We can't be stopped by them bitch-ass cops
cast off the shackles
I will give to the ground, bullet by bullet
New bodies bound, to feed our pastures anew
Time to sow, and harvest the fruit
Unleash
This is a war
No bullets and knifes
There's more in store
There's more at stake
There more on my mind
They're after yo heart
Your drive and all Your
of poppin Cris?
Why them bullets have to hit that door?
Why did Kobe have to hit that raw?
Why'd he kiss that whore?
Why?
All that I've been given
Is
had the best cap of cappucino around
So I stepped in, and I ordered a cup
Someone grabbed me by my throat and said, "Shut the fuck up!"
And I did,
belt
Fuck around and make you melt
Don't let me catch you by yourself
Yeah, bullet shot wounds in your favorite sweater
You trying to step to Tone
I'll
a bullet pierce your heart
Cry my darling
Cry my darling
Yeah
And cry
Cry, until you die
I won't let you by this time
I won't
Oh cry
Cry, until you die
Say
[Chorus: Repeat 2X]
If there is a final hour
Let's hope for a higher power
One by one and two by two
I have ammo what about you
Grandma told
It ain't always the target that your bullet scars its the innocent passes by.
Its always the good that truly die.
Now whatchu gonna do?
When you
Its simple cuz
its simple blood
when bullets fly/ something getting shot up
it simple blood
its simple cuz
dead men ain't never tough
verse 1
i know
Trynna go up by myself nigga do it on my own
That why I barley get niggas on my fucking songs
I can read through these niggas like a motherfucking psalm
my face
These bullets he gon taste
A waste of your life, steppin' wrong, I'm on trees
Best ta leave me alone, best ta go make some cheese
Enemies
See you n****s be talking how you go lay low
Bullets just flying across your halo
Twenty four-seven I'm in the same mode
Live by the sword you know
smack that shit
Yeah, ohhhhhh, going.. going
Yeah yeah what up son?
Yo I got this twenty two nigga play me like..
Nah, I ain't got no bullets
Yeah
of nature will,
That flower perfecting by the barbed wire fence
Must be insulted by your scented poor pretence
Just as I, who finds it hard to touch you
What is a man that stays true to the game
But has to cheat a little to get by
Well that's a person that I know too well
Don't want to know but I
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