Lyrics:
I was living on the hill
By the water tower and hiking trails
And when the big one hit I'd have a seat
To watch masters abandon their dogs
fire bullets fill me
Six Million Dollar Man
Stronger they rebuild me
A hybrid: Michael Corleone
With the perspective of Michael Concepcion
So if
You fuck
verses hot, you might pass out
Got your girl smoking loud with her ass out and
If you didn't know then, bitch, I'm the man now
Hot
Ten summers, ten
Everyday I wake up and I see the same old moon
Posted with my 40 man I hope that change soon
Blow the stress away, smoking in my room
Feel like Lil
Hold your breath when you see me walking by
I'm obsessed with movies, like Barbed Wire throw a stiletto in ya eye
I confess I'm like Jesse James in
and accept it
Gunna change this place
One step at a time
This soldier ain't getting in line
The future's all about your design
And I paint with colour
this town down
So I stomped it hell bound
A law man from dodge city
Danc'in in the night with the nitty gritty
Protected by the badge and the name Earp
to say
Just gotta get away
Keep the bottle close by my side
It helps keep the pain at bay
I can’t be the man you love
With pleasure, I’m out the way
hittin' switches like a 6-4, follow
Me and you against the world, baby girl (oh oh oh)
But you broken
Now she got your side of the bed, your 6
With
the graveyard shift
Big bundles, counting our CREAM, burning the lazer spliff
My man, jumps out the whip with the A.R. fifth
And we barred from plenty of parties
selfies, making up rhymes that made me wealthy
Sense the threat, from behind,
We stop underneath the street light look past these 6 motherfuckers yep, six
And soon the world shall all know fear
As doth rise the giga bear
What do you get when you mix a bear with toxic waste
Giga, Bear
Giga, Bear
Giga, Bear
Giga,
from East Atlanta Georgia man that
Shit just like The Wire
You say you from Zone 6 but
My nigga you know you lyin'
I'm a lover and a fighter
Hoover Dams, no stoppin' with these tools at hand
No flockin' when I see ya' mans, no stoppin' when when you see these plans
No floppin' when they see
federal cases with legal aids
The unlit stage tonight performing lime desires to eat
Can get you in a 8 by 5, the corner's younger
I smell feel touch
heart just glows
Glued us to the set for Hulk and six Million Dollar Man shows
We thank you for your art, the tears and laughter
That brought us so much
with you?
Awww man! That’s like my second favorite thing to do!,
1,2,3,4,5,6,7,
Some of the bad kids are goin’ straight to Heaven,
9, 10, 11, 12, 36
and shit
She wanna fuck on my mans
I might go sell ya bitch
I count my bread in advance
I don't need help with it
I pour the lean by the ounce, never
You can't afford to see man
In a bruck down Focus
My little nigga's got an
Obsession with pokings
Six man with their shanks out
Got the gang looking
A black man broken by the system that was set
Thinking freedom was the debt, but the payment was death
By the authority I thought was meant to protect
with the product
Then throw us in lock up
Turn around and build jails with
The profit and its all controlled by Politics Merica got a sick ass logic
Man
Grab a beer and lend an ear, for a story I will tell
About a man, from Promised Land, who was always drunk as hell
Six A.M., he'd have a whiskey,
It’s like the wild wild west out here
It’s like the wild wild west out here
hands up don’t shoot
pull yo self up by your boots
it’s like the wild
bring attention in your in detention likely wise
Miss me with the cheddar I keep the tool and the magnum by
Happen if I'm mad you die
I killin' niggers
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