Lyrics:
by) ('Face Mob)
Yeah
Free the wave, Max B Biggavel
Got the coupe wide as heaven, give 'em hell
Set it on the scale
Name hold weight, whole
Verse 1
Live by the sword
Die by the sword
Martyrs never die cuz cllah is there reward
Your plug has strings attached we cut chords
Ships sailing
no losses
Cause I don’t wanna see my mama cry
It broke my heart when grandma died, still breaking
Don’t know who that’s gone be by my side
Seems like
another day so I ride
In the fast lane live as the days pass by
I'm livin' for today even though it ain't wise
All I do is sip Hennessy and get high
We
and read her
Man, she might be the type that want P to feed her
She wants a little cheaper, a little margarita
Mane, them draws comin' off when she see
the M.O.B.
I'm something like a P cause I'm surrounded by these freaks
But I'm just a player still in love with these streets, yeah
Yo, there's no average life
imaginary end
P-R-I-M too live for T.V
I-T-I on the grind since G3
V-E find me, rhyming freely
Rappers try and they strive to be me
P-R-I-M too live for T.V
you the worst
Punk ass nigga kinda jocking now
You ain't down cause I trust nobody
[chorus/master p]
I trust nobody x2
[master p]
One by one in this
of the pavement, PEcCE!
("Let me be") ct the front of the line
("It was plain to see") Cause it's our time
("It's over now") in bright lights surrounded by skirts
Fill the magic chords and make it seem like today
You never knew that you could be
Enchanted by a melody
The years will never drive it out
You
wanna do this for those that inspired me to be
And multi faded me, to store my legacy
I give a shut up to my man Ezze E
A big R.I.P, cause he believed
a soldier)
Huh nigga what I'm a soldier (I'm a soldier)
Huh nigga what I'm a soldier (I'm a soldier)
All I want to be is a soldier (I'm a soldier)
I'm
Street nigga don't abide by the law
Keep it on me they don't play fair
Tell a pussy nigga take care
Aye long live vell man that's my dog that's my brother
We lit, we live
Free drinks, we slide
All a**, no thighs
We mob, no ties
We drip, you drown
We smoke by pounds
We lit, we live
She hit the wood now
won't... to be involved when really its unresolved love, that's lingers on and never been addressed to move on, a major lesson is can you learn to live with
storylines
Its the art of war
The heart, the glory
Mandatory for a chance to be immortalized
Polarized by the pageantry
The prestige and tradition of triumph
The principles of true hip-hop have been forsaken
It's all contractual and about money makin'
Pretend-to-be cats don't seem to know they limitation
Exact
The principles of true hip-hop have been forsaken
It's all contractual and about money makin'
Pretend-to-be cats don't seem to know they limitation
Exact
Shooters when you walk in, we got the heat by the door (Yeah)
You see what we on
He got a key on the stove
Send you a p to your home, a reef on your
P**** dem nuh wha see me rise and make it out globally
See all me fren all me family dem try fi obeah me
Jah by me side so me know seh dem cya tek
Kla-kla-kla-kla-kla-klack
Uh, come on, yeah, uh (Yeah! Yeah!)
Strong Arm Steady, we ready, it's time to ball out
When vocal chords spit cold shit they never thaw out
and
R.I.P. King Cap, you gave us vision
'Till my flows are perfect
I ain't tryna be a slave to grow old from workin'
Ay, sorry BADA$$, you lucky that I
trapping
So I just be wrapping em up and I'm sending em P's
I got a bitch out in Asia Town who keep them bubbas in
And she be begging me please
Hef
have stepped on my pedal my keyboard echoes
I have to live by standards not in my image
It's hard not to fall yet the keys augmented
To the f my father
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