Lyrics:
Can't kill me, I'm more lethal than I ever been
Got a knife, fuck a gun
Can't hide, can't run
Blade in your cunt, so it's time for some fun
The camera's
won't run and hide
It's a nigga Crip Inch and comin' from the East Side
Watch these Slobs just run and duck
Cause I ain't givin' up nuthin' but bad luck
won't run and hide
It's a nigga Crip Inch and comin' from the East Side
Watch these Slobs just run and duck
Cause I ain't givin' up nuthin' but bad luck
Drinking on sprite I don't need bottles
Hustle all night my soul been hollow
Pushing on white it's a survival
Stopped doing that now you can't dial
My number
You can't roll a blunt to this one
You gotta, you gotta well, you gotta light a J
You gotta puff a J on this one
You can't even drink Crist-owl
You can't roll a blunt to this one
You gotta, you gotta well, you gotta light a J
You gotta puff a J on this one
You can't even drink Crist-owl
raining, but not water
It's raining oil out the sky I think I oughta
Make a run but I slipped on an oil-slick
I can't move, I think I broke my fucking
separated by space and time
Gazing into the same place, reflecting an invisible presence
Rays is what I reference
And when we said forever I don't think this
a bitch nigga he ran
We got this shit like Iran
Got a C4, ima run
And it's a 12, leave him by the gun
These bitches dumb, thinking I'm the one
Bullets finna
nightmare
I can't sleep, I can't stay awake
Tryna run from everything that I can't take
But it seems like no one could ever care
Waking up from this
at
Every single corner of the path
I've been walking by
If the cameras flash
Then we hide
But it's not that bad
If it ain't bout us then it don't matter
We
worshipped by society
Who's perfect to the public but hates himself privately
who can't look in the mirror and is screamin' but quietly
And can afford
so we can afford the new J's (Afford the new J's)
Lights off again, we can't even see when we bathe (Can't even see when we bathe)
Catch a DUI, these
All My Children in the daytime, Dallas at night
Can't even see the game or the Sugar Ray fight
The bill collectors, they ring my phone
And scare my
All My Children in the daytime, Dallas at night
Can't even see the game or the Sugar Ray fight
The bill collectors, they ring my phone
And scare my
both ways
Not to mention you cooked always
I never really understood those days
What it takes to run a family
All the stress and how demanding
Raising
through's tougher than anything I ever have suffered
Can't think of a better way to define poetic justice
Can I hold grudges? Mind's saying, "let it go, fu-
through's tougher than anything I ever have suffered
Can't think of a better way to define poetic justice
Can I hold grudges? Mind's saying, "let it go,
the plunge suicide, finna die
Count your blessings you can't run
But you can hide not okay never will be
Outer lines silhouette
Broken pieces like a ghost
gon' run and hide
I'm afraid of love, tell me that you can be my guide
Part of me wants your love, other already a died
Stand tall but for you might end
(want it all)
Unstoppable, we run the floor (run the floor)
You can't take none of this hardcore (hardcore)
In the game we take you to war (war)
You
was your favourite son
But I can't blame you none
I was a shitty son
But now I got nowhere to run
And glad you're the one
I came from
From being
don't believe me run up and try to punch me
Jou ma se poes in 'n fishpaste jar
(D.D.J-J-J)
Jou ma se poes in 'n fishpaste jar
(Hi-hi-hi Tek)
Oh oh
turn off that Muck
Can't catch me in a Nissan
I just want SRTs
Catch that prick on a mission
Run him down he's beggin please
Them offaly boys don't play
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