Lyrics:
YO, is in this to win this
A brand new LP SO MIND YOUR BUSINESS
No jokin, I'm gettin paid fully
You want to buy the cassette, stop by Sam Goody
yuh fi grabby then ah which gal ah tek
Whey man from har granny
That mean har baby father is
Fi har grand daddy
Im giving birth to ah life
Me have mi
yuh fi grabby then ah which gal ah tek
Whey man from har granny
That mean har baby father is
Fi har grand daddy
Im giving birth to ah life
Me have mi
Asshole flow, fuck name brands, past logos
Now I'm onto grand raps, hands so low, uh
It's like my fashion style is the life saver
Guess she wasn't
New hoes to screw and business moves
I'mma business man whats the business plan
Used to rip it in the band for the extra grand
I'm successful man
made you a slave and he gave you a bible
400 years gettin' our ass kicked
By so-called christians and catholics
But I watch 'em burn in a fire
See
as part of His grand plan
Investing in my spirit, more than the flesh I see
For the Spiritual Man, in Christ, eternally free
Not by my strength alone, but
made you a slave and he gave you a bible
400 years gettin' our ass kicked
By so-called christians and catholics
But I watch 'em burn in a fire
See I'm
of fashion
There's a wrong and a right
Near a tree by a river
There's a hole in the ground
Where an old man of cran
Goes around and around
cnd his mind is
of fashion
There's a wrong and a right
Near a tree by a river
There's a hole in the ground
Where an old man of Aran
Goes around and around
And his mind is
you want?
Money burn fast as the sun
Hoes only last until it's gone
High fashion don't help fatten the starved
Compassion is
Lackin' in the masses,
about 100 grand, grand, grand
She wanna chill with the gang
Quick reload but the ting got jammed
Ex man wanna chat shit get banged
Not stopping till I see
Someone's got it in for me
They're planting stories in the press
Whoever it is I wish they'd cut it out quick
But when they will I can only guess
to see my silhouette acquire a permanent kink in a posture
The metenance of icicle spirit by the warmth of true endearment
Was, is, and forever will be
Someone's got it in for me
They're planting stories in the press
Whoever it is I wish they'd cut it out quick
But when they will I can only guess
Juarez
"There's gold in them there hillsâ??
So said a man with a broken tooth
We could run some cocaine powder
Right on by the custom's booth
I
Don't try to be an artist
I try to be a man
Dead stars still burn
Dead still stars burn
We find ourselves
In pictures on the net
Blinded by
by laughing
(Ha) i be in that top line fashion
And I connect hoes like Wifi, ask em
Hitter, hitter, how I did her, did her
Then her best friend came
to Meeeexico
Called up my mama, said I'm in love with a stripper, yo
Ten grand, let me see you shake it like you got no
bones in your body and you was made
Batman, Spider-Man
Slipped, fell, landed in a garbage can
Shit, hell, damn it, I can hardly stand
But I get it crackin' like no one in the party can
to a hundred grand
Everyone's a kid that no one cares about
You just gotta screamin' till they hear you out
Oh, written in the stars, a million miles away
live for weed to make money
Man I want so much cash when I wake up in the mornin'
I can't even much count it
Silkk the Shocker, or should I say
The black
children starving in the streets
Genocide's the fashion
And no man withstands its heat
Kings and pawns all compete
First gets the oil and the gold
Yeah
Trial by fire
Unify this land of mine, oh
They're all counting on me
So I must take the lead
Who am I to question the grand design when
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