Lyrics:
spot?
{B.G.}
Lil killa Weezay, they drug spot is fuckin up a nigga cheezay
get em out and shut that bitch down
{Lil Wayne}
huh? well
Ain't too much talking I pull out the semi
Niggas talk down but they really want to be me
So many clips I think I need a emmy
Walk in the bank I got
And I'm thinking
People pushing by, and walking off into the night
I hate coming to the entrance, just to get bars on my phone
You have no new
fraud
Swiping them cards, living real large
Fucking these hoes by the three, ménage
Shiesty ass nigga, cut you out on a lick
Been getting mine bitch
Goodwill loves me Macklemore than you
I've got flat screen TVs, with skate videos on repeat
All the latest CDs, mp3s, and Beats by Dre
Thank you very
[Intro]
One, two, Bone is coming for you
Three, four, better lock the doors
Five, six, better load your clips
Seven, eight, we're gonna test your
action
Three hours straight of butt-naked passion
I dropped the rubber on the floor, hit the door
Jumped in the 6-4, I'm out it, ho
Up to no good as we
patchy
Kenpo style, watch your boy get Sunacchi
Ten toes down, upper 90, Hagi
Espada's devil in Prada, got a lot of hoes coming at me
Espada's devil in
""Down and out into the pit I lay This witch will lose her head The seconds fading away The door is far need to escape the sound Legs keep up before
a phase
But i'm at it like day after day yeah yeah
How can a young man keep his ways pure in these dark days
Shout out to Dru Lee he got that bible study
She was sleepin' so soundly as I walked out the door
Found Donny Dakota, from just down the way
Asleep in the tall grass down by the bay
The stars
way to live.
It's hungry, cold, and slack.
And if you walk out that door my Son,
Well, you won't be coming back."
But it's down the pub, all my friends
Running alone, trapped in this world
Not your own, not your home
Pushed down in the dust, left by fate to rust
Feel the pull of the stars from
cries out to thee
Son of the mother mild
Where charity stands watching
And faith holds wide the door
The dark night wakes, the glory breaks
And Christmas
carried guns
All I had was a stick
Coming out hard was the way from day one
One of the smallest motherfuckers in the crew
But you knew and feel the type
I'd be lying if I said I didn't see this coming
Cuz people like you are dangerous
Bastardize the light to keep the dark from showing
Yeah people like
door
As it whispers "you've seen me before"
Echoes called a warning
(Left by the wayside
Turn off the last light
Left by the wayside)
Clouded minds, now
burnin
Bustin open the doors to the temple
Takin you to the dark side of your mental
[Chorus: b-real]
Kickin it to the brothers on the corners, in
of the year
My shades so dark and my ice so bright
My buddy in my pants wanna fight your wife
Like, round one, round two, 'round three
I told you not
the dark is out
I'm outside of the line
And I'm actin' a fool
Like a three o'clock bully
Waitin' after school
(Punks) I've been in
This line for hours
It was just starting to drizzle as I walked out the door
But I've delivered papers in the rain like that before
Three-thirty in the morning, I was
changing
Love lasts so long, if you can nurture
Nurture it, naturally
Verse 3
These dark day bring chills I flutter,
By and by lifted by others
Break down
look alike, right?
Who am I to spook that and sit by your door and let this uzi fly?
Freedom of death, you need to respect
The souls of all
on his break and the dogs are chained by the wire
Three figures come out from behind the cranes
Make across the train tracks
Climb aboard a Panamanian
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