Lyrics:
rebirth it's a blood feast
For the time has come turn your light on
If you can't believe then you can't win
Every chains and locks
Has to break free
Back
been drunk since I left
And these so called vacations will soon be my death
I'm so sick from the drink, I need home for a rest
Take me home
By
But I can't tell Mummy the reason
Surely, surely, can't violate me in the streets
Somebody gon' die by the end of the evenin' (brrt)
I'm tryna hurt
a parent
It's apparent
I touch my feet to earth to keep my worth
Speak rebirth
Every time every line
Peace is victory, for the mystery i bleed
To keep
Would you like to buy me a brand new pair of pyjamas
Would you like to fly with me on a holiday to Grenada
Have V.I.P. treatment, a send off by brass
the bus
[Necro]
You'll have your head handed to you, end up a dead bandit
Slayed by the commander of brutal, you betta understand it
We using
ahead than where they wanna take it
That's how you bring upon the envy on yourself and shit
So fuck em all, you better off on your selfish
Half the time
Say, Rih-Rih, let's take this shit to the street one-time, you know? (It's the remix)
Throwin' hundreds like loose change, still got my money (ayy)
anything I touched give these hands the golden glove
Said I, poisoned the streets then they labeled me as a thug
Real niggas have it harder know most
their face
I can tell by their handshake
But yo that white boy bout to make more noise than a heavy metal Band make
Talk shit get picked up quick get
-body by the ball
Lift the glass for these I95
All-Stars been doing it since sax
In backyards, juking squad cars on boulevards
Stiff-arming security
love with the gang sucking like leeches
I'm in my bag, signed to this street shit
Ten grand, yeah that's nothing much
Spend a band on some Margiela's
Like kindergarteners
My vision's bothered by vigilantes that harbor on street corners
Try your hardest to harvest bundles of weed on ya
The starving'll
tellin' me to stand for somthin'
I can't waste my time, did that off the Xans or somthin'
Spend a couple bands, took that to Japan or somthin'
It was all
I will not take it no more
You need to pay what you owe
Ain’t no more shooting me down
Get your knee off of my throat
You think you ready for war
You
gat bands on me yeah im feeling it
23s for all my niggas for the steppin shit
Sip on drank till i can barely even talk to me
Been in it ive been in it
or you lose it
Vulture culture
Choose it or refuse it
Hollywood is waiting striking up the band
Everyone on Wall Street shakes you by the hand
Such
I had to make some sacrifices, I had to take risk
If it happened you can't take it back just let the thought sit
When I heard my cousin was gone it
on, nigga, fuck a release (fuck a release)
Glocks on me, nigga, it's a .23 (fire)
Still trappin', I can't get out the street (nope)
Take a trip
the streets by storm
Group cosigned with the courtesy of the Storm
Now I'm tryna reflect the tone
Like the tsunami storm
Tell Joe and Dame I get it, I put
But I gotta warn you, best believe I bring it on you
Known like a Capone cause I'm sick up in the doom
A second's all it takes me
I'm knownin' how
Aye yo
It's ya boy Maxamill
Here to introduce to the world
John Paul of the Eucharist
The pope and prophet of Catholic Rap
Praise through
Jimmy Swaggart
I could watch him sing gospels all day
But anyhow, after Psalm 4, the silver staff band
He said, "Please change this, I can't take it
Champagne bottles, campaign papi
Celebrating living life to fullest like some bosses
Big boss shit and you know it ain't no stopping
Hunnid bands
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