Lyrics:
Mississippi, they want me in Old Cheyenne
Wherever you may look tonight, you will see this wanted man
I might be in Colorado or Georgia by the sea
Working
[Verse 1: Tony Sunshine]
On the streets of New York [Repeat: x 2]
I was standing by the hydrin watching time fly by
Me and Crazy Lou, Tony Tuibe
Mississippi, they want me in Old Cheyenne
Wherever you may look tonight, you will see this wanted man
I might be in Colorado or Georgia by the sea
Working
Live in this muthafucker!
Thug Pound, biatch!
Kurupt, Daz, Makaveli, EDI, Kastro, Hussein
You know, bitch
The whole muthafuckin' clique
We gon' hit
Spend a comma make it back, cause the
Money come up in a rack, when i pull
Up in a star take a drag, and i be
Having a panic attack, yuuhuh, and i
dumbin' shit, from ecclesiastic
Cashier, holding out, fine, cut off the plastic
See the logo? A monument in hip-hop
Carved out, in the giant landscape,
see
My friends and foes united by their deadly destiny
God have guided my sword towards the final victory
My men are on their way to Bridge
He nears suspiciously
As panic enters
Geography for beginners
Barter for the rest of your life
Feeling wasted comes in waves
Orient harder
All of my niggaz is out here with blunts in they mouth
Studio set by the ocean, i'm floating, i'm high on the couch
Your bitch busy blowing my phone
Crooked cops
This whole thing that you seeing
Was predicted by PAC
We tired of banging on these
Doors, it's time to break these locks
So the system
Can't
I'll try
Day by day I watched my sparkle lose its light
Haven't had one panic attack since you left
Haven't loved my body this much in a minute
Thought I
on this fight
My brown skin
I love it
But you see it
And you judge it
Is it the way I wear my hair
Or is my walk too confident
My skin is no excuse
bottle, feel it
Now I'm fucking gone
We the only ones here to see it might live on
Night live on
And it's getting lit, throwing all these fits
We been
don't live by the same code
I'm respected everywhere I go
Nigga, long live Bankroll
Skip the rainbow, funny style shit
And it's straight to the pot
all over the TV, it's all we see, they're taking full control of we - like MAGIC
"The sky is falling!" Why you love to live in fear?
Act like everybody
I'm killin you first
Mr. kindness talks but I don't listen
A victim of society fucked by the system
My whole life's been a see saw
I'm up one day, down
dumbin' shit, from ecclesiastic
Cashier, holding out, fine, cut off the plastic
See the logo? A monument in hip-hop
Carved out, in the giant landscape,
bodies spattered all red, black, and brown
Do you see through strange glass?
Curled and warped by time
Flowing with a blurry line, so hopeless
Blinded by smoke
The death clock has started
Screams are provoked
And lives are corrupted
Breathing in dead
The flames have erupted
Panic sets in
lying and prays on the weaker
The customer, baffled and sold on the promise
The tickets to see god's estate just get cheaper
Your world view is skewed by
scary
I see how your heart tenses up
Hear my voice and don’t panic
But if you do, you’ll still be my love
We’ll get through this day
Freedom can feel
I run this shit like OBJ, like I play for the Browns
Whole 120 when I come for the crown
Kick it like a stage, you look like a clown
Toes down, when I
Manna vibes manna live,
Manna roti manna rice,
Getting p’s eatin’ nice,
Manna vibes manna live
So erratic your flow’s are matted,
Axnious state
her a ton of favors body-wise. She stops and looks down at me. And her head is blasted from behind by the dome light, so I can't really see her face,
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