Lyrics:
Still the same kid bumpin' beats on a sunny day
Fresh fruit probably getting stoned sipping lemonade
Every day a better day you just gotta live it
friends
On that newly fucked up trend
We ridin' back divide the map
We live and the highest fact
Is I'm the cat that's rhymin'
Divide your stacks
And try
hard
New lp in 2 month
When I get money I won't be influenced by the dark
Throwing up the dogs they bark
Benefits with my friends at park
If nobody there
hard
New lp in two month
When I get money I won't be influenced by the dark
Throwing up the dogs they bark
Benefits with my friends at park
If nobody
a cup
All she knew about was love
2001 to 2005 always remembered by her beautiful smile
Katie tattooed on her arm her mamas gotta live on
Lullaby
and we livin
The whole world, it knows, your name
Lenox Avenue, Park Ave
Long Island I see you baby
Jamaican Ave, Queens kRS, let's go!
New, York, City,
it down like I'm Lee Scratch
Working on a new batch
Locating the ark, beats and breaks in the park
Flakes are always flaky in the heart
Styles are
New hardtop
Off the car lot
Hit the gas tires smoke like cigar shops
Make ya jaw drop
Bought it off the narc cops
Tax on the work we got them
bro, Jackson
By the time you get home, you be hearing this
We be rolling and dog we gon' be
On our King of New York shit
Do the King of New York dance
and be seen
We all kings
Just a reminder to myself
You got to learn to live above the things of men
You don't need these niggas do it by yourself
But if
let shots fly don't care who intersects
We're all insects yet the Gangsters are infesting
And they miss direct all the news that they feeding
blinded by actions
Dumb from the fun we're divide us into factions
Peasants never meant it with the minutes that we're spending
Never stopping chopping
sings new lyrics when they play this one live, and they seem to be about heroin and their dead pal Kurt... Submitted by Rene
LIZZY:
I'm sin
Done
Dividing, conquiring in this world we live in
Conspiracy theory for the world to know
Divide and conquire!
It's a fucked up world
on a mission
Hittin the streets of New York in zig-zags
Walkin to the park, hark, the herald, named Erald
who creates with charts
Central Park swarms with
Hum and sigh
Suck my dick
Numb inside
Fumbled by the other side
Pull the knife from under my
Jumper, strike, I’m unafraid
With gun at side, I’m
changed lanes
Upgrade like a car
Y’all stuck in park
It won’t get you far
That’s just law
Y’all playin checkers...chess the way I’m movin
Life been target
fuckin' mouth (he won't)
Live at the Oscars, you can't make up this story
Her boo August Alsina got beat up by Tory
Jada probably called him to see if he
moved to new york
In a dream they seemed caught
Where all had been perfectly planned
She decorated their park avenue apartment
In a 1920's
in red bottoms
Great weed, nice homes, bread proper
Tec nine, one chamber, top shotta
Bentley coupe, new yacht, my helicopter
Born broke, real
speak and divide
My seed on your bowl
By force you abide
By My freaking laws
Money, power, greed, and women I lust em
Every detractor that start humming
[Chorus: Royce (Amerie)]
Take me away, from all the pressures of living today
And save me, I feel so alone
I don't want to live, when you appear
Big ass holes he got hit by a nickel
We sending that fat shit get hit by a missle
Long Live Lo you know that we miss you
You speak ona men and we
a millions of bucks i'll buy my dad a new truck
Cause we were stranded for hours back at the boulevard we got our carjack by a couple Thugs
But that was back
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