Lyrics:
Hailed for your mercy
An ear that cares
How the blues sound from up there?
With my wet hair, I wipe the blood off of your feet
Carry me through
woman, yes, I did
She said our love was so strong
But I woke up one morning, Lord
Tears running down my face
A letter laying by my bedside, it read
up niggas
Feed your families get your sons, listen
It's an honor to be rockin with Duckdown
As you can see it's a
Good thing you stuck round
Fuck
White, and Blue's as just as a zoo
Billions in blood money all paid by you
Trillions misplaced by the five sided fistagon
Blink, 'nother five hundred
Keep it pimpin' with my pinky off the curtain
All the people when they see me like, Snoop turn it up
I'm in my zone ***
Get stuck in the ribs by old
it's sort of...an addiction,
Magnatized by the mixing
Vocals, vocabulary, your verses, you're stuck in
The mic is a drano, volcanoes erupting,
Rhymes
living on the street
Whatchu gon' do, when you're stuck in the heat
Of a drive by, night time, shooting down your wind chimes
Little brother's outside,
the (sumthin')
All the people when they see me like snoop turn it up!
I'm in my zone ma' fucka
Get stuck in the ribs by old bone crusher
2 tone leather with
I woke up to the morning sky first
Baby blue, just like we rehearsed
When I get up off this ground, I shake leaves back down
To the brown, brown,
Makin' beds, takin' meds
Invasion of our space
They kept it up until they both
Turned blue in the face
World on our shoulders feelin' like boulders
We're
stuck
Count your money, pile it up
It's bout' your blessings not your luck
I've been blessed, to do a lot of things
Like smokin weed, everywhere I go
Now we up in the hills
My new bitch shes a fine baby thats for real
Come on brother I kill
Them hollow tips keep his body burning up the grill
Get
know me, the homies
Raised by some crazed-ass well paid OG's
(Ah shit) pulled up in a Benzy, snatch
The wheel as I peel off catch
A cocktail, block
Damn, turn me up a little bit
God damn, Cannon
He ain't fuckin' around, boy, yeah
Here we go (let's go)
Chopper, hold them fifties by the door
Oh baby I was always around
To pick you up when you were falling down
Now baby when you were crying the blues
Wasn't I the one that you came
I'm a caterpillar
Time killer
Stuck inside my room
Life in a cocoon
I'm just standing by
Till I'm a butterfly
And I can finally fly
Into the vast
Inhale imagination and breathe wonder
That's your lady, I used to run up in her and G weed from her
It's a cold world and niggas need summer
At times my
Jungle Brothers on the run y'all (Jungle Brothers on the run)
Jungle Brothers on the run y'all (Jungle Brothers on the run)
Jbeez on the Run (JBeez
thinkin, "I don't know that brother walkin across the
street in the blue hoodie, so he may be a threat to me"
What's goin through out minds
as we reach
a well
While I watch my brother stacking stone, whippin' water by the scale
Tryna' get a mill' on the other side
They ain't got a meal, we don't
Hear the gun shots sound, another black man down
'Nother innocent killed by the police, which side are you on?
All the violence is red and blue, oh
be singin that old blues song
(Yo, you gotta buck em, or else you're soft)
Some I knew thought the same, now they're way up North
You ain't soft, cause
been a switch up
Switch up
Switch up
I just can't not
Sunk in your bed rock
Caught up in your love shock
Knocked out by your cold shot
I'm stuck
the gangsters, cause I got a lotta love
[ VERSE 2 ]
I got a lotta love, cause you're all my brothers
Red or blue, black's the color
We got a chance, so we can
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