Lyrics:
crack, crack
If you wanna shoot, give me a second so I can lay flat
'Cause this, some the cemetery's, the reality
Where the tough guys get buried in
I'm better, but you not a rapper
I came in this bitch with some of my subtractors
We doing the math and you can't be a actor
I say what I want, and you
right there at the 7-11
And the rest of my life went flashing by
Because Girls, Girls Rule, It may sound simple but it's true
Nothing brightens my day
I don't give a fuck about the past
Our glory days gone by
All I care about right now
Is that wee mole inside your thigh
And my confidence might
In the mountains for seven months
I forgot what I was doing
Delirious and out of drugs
I tried to leave my island
Then I washed up on your shore
You
your name
Awaiting the end of the world
Lived flesh compressed by poor posture and gravity
Shattered mugs
Flabby biceps
Grip twitchy and weak
Baby I just
people the truth.
It's time to tell them the revelation of my second coming
Have them understand, relate?
Now ride me baby.
Baby,
I love you,
Fool,
I jump war to war
How old am I?
How many lives?
Will I live 1,000 more?
Oh I've grown tired of gravity
My humanity is torn between love
smoke
Don't second guess this shit, I'm gon' blow (pussy)
Whole lotta shots when they come out the Drac'
Chop a nigga up, then put him in the lake
Left, right and away
For the first time it
Was all becoming clear
Was just a second
For all my wonders disappeared
By the (me I was) third
I was planning
B.Geezy
It's cool whoa I'm waitin' to see my nigga L.Teezy
No bullshittin' I fuck bitches by the pack
Hoes be wishin' to watch t.v's in the Expedition
To the darkness and desperation
Should I be hopeful instead
Too many whispers inside my head
After all the broken oaths
Seven billion ghosts
A playground for
your heartache
I'm in heaven 7:30, by 8 i'm a mistake
You could never ever love me
And i'm
Crushed
By it
By it
By it
Crushed
By it
By it
By it
Crushed
women, give 'em section 8 loyalty
With 50 thousand baby strollers
Send private jets out every 5 seconds to pick up high rollers
Milk containers with my
on niggaz with bad manners
You want to kill me you willing to ride the hell with me
Seven shot revolver I'm taking my shells with me
You don't want no
someday
Clean and shit, so you don't need to worry
Seven years I'm walking down this path
Captivated by the reflection of my own mask
I want to breath,
thermosphere, stratosphere
Can you imagine from one single idea, everything appeared here
Understanding makes my truth, crystal clear
Innocent black immigrants
and needs a
Half hour to go by but for a half hour to go by it needs 15
Minutes to go by
Or seven minutes
Or one one hundredth of a minute
Or one one
It's been a miracle from what you've done
Please stay right by my side
Two can be one
The righteous way to go
Been a while but no
I'll believe
that shit, there's a nigga trying to kill me
I'm popping in the clip when the wind blows
Every twenty seconds got me peeping out my window
On a hilltop in the garden waving at the clocks of fate
Gone in forty-seven seconds
You'd be sixty-one by now
Carried you in burning casket
Rained all day
When I first heard this song, I was a little boy growing up
Down in the state of South Carolina
The song had been written and recorded by a man
monsters sleep at night
Or would they find me
I hear a thousand words
Split second fade to dust in here
I can see the light
It's floating by my sight
My
Hey, nah ya goin miss up on the G-Funk era,
Ya know we said things won for Warren G, and soon turned superstar
11-10-7 D that was my intro
But
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