Lyrics:
I see through it
Think she the baddest bitch this P.T.P I'm used to it
She want to fuck with the pushers bitches trying to join the movement
She just
smothered by the streets meaning we're lost.
I grew up in a place where it was go for your own.
Don't get caught after dark roaming the danger zone.
Cause it
All the pimps and pushers territories
Dollars pouring in from the victims
Trapped within
Schoolyard's a place of sorrow
Pray your children live
Standin' on the front stoop hangin' out the window
Watchin' all the cars go by, roarin' as the breezes blow
Crazy lady, livin' in a bag
Eatin' outta
I'm PacMan, lyrics that's written by a mad man
And my grip is like a mental asyllum when I write 'em
Ignite 'em like a bullet from my glock when you
I'm PacMan, lyrics that's written by a mad man
And my grip is like a mental asyllum when I write 'em
Ignite 'em like a bullet from my glock when you
can't catch up
I'm blessed by the lord, Trinity keybord
Peace to Filero representng Freeport
I'ma rock the casper, cold as Alaska
I'm sipping on a twoza
I pity the punks that partake in the madness
Yangin' the young for their products and profits
The pushers keep pushin' on D and on Jump Street
got it?
you want to stop terrorists?
start with the u.s. imperalists
ain't no track record like america's, see
bin laden was trained by the c.i.a
but I
Plus I get around ho, like Shock and Mon'
Walkin' to the lot, forgot I got the gun
In the bushes, more mayo then the rest of the pushers
Tonight
a poet
a pusher
you know it
slow it down
we goin underground
no time to reconcile
it's super hero style
unbelievable, unbeatable
some people call
Oh, do you remember
When we were young? We just had fun
Pedal to the metal, shine into the steel
Sitting up front, Elivisi by the wheel
Putting
I've been misunderstood
The wheelchair pusher pushed too far
The bones were bleached and soaked in tar
By men with feathers sticking to their views
The stop is now, the slaves are all behind me
I took a step ahead, I did it all myself
By the power invested I me
I got out of bed this week
a nigga with a dollar
But we still on the highway trying to get the dope back by friday
Can careless 'bout what the fucking feds say
[Lay Lo 1]
Camp
the way that it happened I won't consider it braggedy
A drive-by shootin that ended up a tragedy
He was shot, layin in the street dead, reasons unknown
Standin' on the front stoop hangin' out the window
Watchin' all the cars go by, roarin' as the breezes blow
Crazy lady, livin' in a bag
Eatin' outta
Aha aha
Kriso Gaca
Steel Banging
Skurw*
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Zbyt wielu playerów byś zapomniał o nas brat
P do N gra
Tore his chest apart left his heart on the canvas
Now I gots mo' mayo than the rest of the pushers
Rat a tat tat tat came my Tec from the bushes
I
the Harlem rain
Harlem rain coming down
Another shattered soul
In the lost and found
One more night
On the street of pain
Getting washed away by
Another day I was walking down by the college wall,
I saw the pusher, he was making his call,
My true love was there, he was the palest of them all,
Oh
Grab hold of somethin' stable, and don't let go
Because the G force will pulls ya down to the floor
You're intrigued by the smooth slow flow of a ship
glocks
Money in the stash spot, hid deep in them bushes
On this track the fiends know who robbin' the pushers
I keep an eye out for the law cause they
This for the dope pushers , pure white cookers , u know the vibes , USA getting high, while they book us , or shoot the 5, for the have nots , rocks
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