Lyrics:
stomping
All about that hair flow
And I'm jus settlin' wit Bai
But still lookin' like I'm jus macking errday
And if you ain't model material get outta my way
barefoot, that bare soul
I bare the load oh
Solo, by myself
Dolo, Frodo from uh
Lord of The Rings
So I guess I have to bare it alone
My precious won't
they start losing pints
You can die by the gun or the knife
[Chorus: Havoc]
hey yo
Eh yo a nigga ain't stoppin' know I got to get it poppin'
Yo you know
pic, before
The seahawks twenty four I been on that b shit
Pussy you wack, something like a cheap trick
Mike in the Billy Jean vid, I got the streets
love across the land
I want you to, Imagine a place abandoned by hate
Wait, first things first you have to fathom the way
Late fashion ain't happening
hatin on my
COME UP, RUN UP, bet that heat rising like the SUN UP
Bet my stock risin, bet them cops eyelids
Eyein even wider when I'm ridin I ain't hidin
a wristband, ain't gettin' backstage, slappin' you with my left hand
Your nasal passages collapsin', drippin' like Tristan, a legend of the fall, see that it
I'ma ride, do or die, for a faith thats genuine
Run and hide, with your lies, all you want is Benjamins
Get inside, driving by, with the sword
god
But I'm not the one shooting up churches
I'm tryna' feed the fam
That's mainly the plan
No shame that I do it through verses
The struggle ain't
more clicks
Quick fix, cheap tricks, miss this softness
Quick fix for the mind that’s hungry
Quick fix for the weak and ugly
Quick fix for a battered
this, make me wanna act like this
Make me wanna smack that trick
Make a killer really wanna yap that kid
If he opens up his yap that's it
We will fight
The way we live is a shame, I can't hide this pain. (x2)
(master p chorus x4)
Verse 2-(master p)
Ughhh! lord the world ain't the same, from the cradel
The way we live is a shame, I can't hide this pain. (x2)
(master p chorus x4)
Verse 2-(master p)
Ughhh! lord the world ain't the same, from the cradel
dead president
Survive struggle effortless
Do it for my self and the wealth
That it represents
Hell bent or heaven sent
But never where the devil lives
niggas have me
Somewhere doin’ double digit's
(Real life shit) don't run my mouth
'cause I know talk is cheap (Chh)
Besides, can't let these niggas trick
I'm staring at my girl on the corner
It's fucked up when my mind's playing tricks on her
I got a big afro
I drive old cars
Ain't nobody roll like
flights, I be high off life
And making gains
Out of spite, That is not how I live
I ain't a kid
I'm a man, Known for handling biz
And earning his
I got
in the first for the champ, we on that again?
Chorus
Hurricane
Accuse a Hurricane
Ain't change a damned shame
It's life for Hurricane, Hurricane
out that ass you gotta mace me
I make MCs want to tap out, before I blow they back out
Likwit niggas winnin every bout
Rippin MCs like cheap jeans
to bein' toxic (crazy)
Had an elevator fight remember that?
That was before they broke up and he took the Bentley back (vroom)
He ain't even hit her they
another
Here comes another
Brainwashed brother
Shut up do you know
How dumb you sound?
That mentality
What keeps my people down
No one wants to
Live in
Family ain't got a clue, nigga
Been in drive bys with fly guys
Welcome to the Lou, nigga
New York on that mob shit
In Cali "what it do?", nigga
But where
(cause these are the days)
(ballin, we gon' hold on)
[Trick Daddy]
And I remember back in the days, if you ain't like a nigga
You let him know, then
do cheap tricks to get chicks
I just stand by my word (word) full attention
And still get attention
And still it should be noted
They all
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