Lyrics:
lots'll front to try & get what they want
but ain't no fun when the rabbit's got the gun
get stuck & from the cloth i'm cut
plenty plush for all of us
[Verse One: Kurupt]
Smash, just before you talk spaz out
Hittin' the switch, then hittin' the stash
Before the year 2000, all the computers
Yo I rose early mornin, spread my wings yawnin
Vague memory of last night now it's all dawnin
Look down and see dry blood all on my garment
It
and sniffers
Take me for example, least I made it
You think nigga's in the hood should appreciate it
By time it's happy birthday its gon' be belated
We got guns and and we got roses, we step like "uh la la"
N'fakt si nihet zoni, rahat-ta-ta-ta
We step like "uh la la", we step like "uh la la"
gadgets
When niggas die they say it tragic
2k Salad
We ate TV dinners for mad years
Princess cut diamonds
I might buyem for a bad bitch
But I feel she
They giving us cancer
Higher blood pressure
And mental illness all thru are food.
Many innocents die in prison Cuz an accuse.
George stinney was 14
didn’t like it
He just sat by as his family divided
He tried and he tried and he tried to deny it
But his world it crumbled and burst into fire
And he
Mama's weepin
Drunk fathers
Kickin', beatin',
ambulance
In the streets at 3AM
Every weekend
Ghetto insomnia
At 14 years old
The child made a decision
your job every day
And then you work so hard 'til your hair turns gray
Let me tell you about life and about the way it is
You see, we live by the gun
your job every day
And then you work so hard 'til your hair turns gray
Let me tell you about life and about the way it is
You see, we live by the gun
mind the soil water that been swimming in my tint sprite[00:14.96]Never mind these cutouts of rappers I taped behind the gun sight[00:17.97]Never mind
and speak to the Nine
I'm a B.K. Son of a gun
When I spit 16 bars ya'll rap niggas dial 911
I'm only 14, and ya'll rap dudes ready to run
This ain't
of the police (I love myself)
Uh, illuminated by the hand of God, boy, don't seem shy (I love myself)
One day at a time, huh
They wanna say it's a war
dangerous than than n****z with guns
They make the guns easy to get and try to keep n****z dumb
Target the gangs and graffiti with the Prop 21
I already
when I made the alias Skypp
When I made the person y'all know as Skypp
I abandoned Byron
Which is who I was for the first 13 or 14 years of my life
You
that back
To when I was like 14
Use my logic cuz everybody always less reason more reach
They only about less reality and more dreams
Never balance war n
Lil Wayne
I'm puttin' these Nicki titties on the Drac'
14K rose gold in my teeth
Patti 'Belle chopper, I'm ready for beef
Restroom break, my stomach
oops, I gotta re-up
Guns and bricks is what I show
Niggas never tell
I would never fall, no, I would never fall
Fourteen years old, 14K on rose gold
to the top, like I'm brick in the pot
I'm like Allen with the rock, I ain't missing a shot
When I'm down in the Dirty, I be booted 'n sooted
Me and Nelly got
I'm surrounded by da junkies
I took a 14
And turned that bitch to a 448
I usually fly in pounds
I shopped in town
I can't afford to wait
My bitch just
seen a hunnid bands
When I put a gun to my head act like I'm wiping my nose
That mean I'm ready to kill a n**** and smell a n**** that told
These
Where I'm from n****s spin
I Im in my mode I'm so cut throat
I live by that code I I can't fold
I ain't come from no hoes try it
Bet it's gone be
ain't who he is
Keep a magic stick like ima wizard
I Feel like Bradley Beal
And you can't tell me
I ain't been striving
Been doing this shit for years
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