Search results for 'road to nowhere by bullet for my valentine' Page #142

windows dirty
On the road where I be swerving 12 on my ass I got no limit
No I ain't herb but I do like them nasty bitches
One thing I love by gang we see

I-I-I got too many hoes up on my line for me 
Take off a bitch and that bitch ain't the (kind)
I could've really gave this ho the whole world
But she

you choke on the beat, put my shit on repeat, I got skills for days,  
Rap is a house, and my bills all paid, Rap is a bitch but mine is past her whore

I'm staring into the eyes of 35 years of experience
I watch him reach for that patient file with haste
He then proceeds to transcribe my emotional

feel like nobody really riding by my side
When your best friend turn enemy just don't be too surprised
I got love for a lot of people go against me You

leave my mark and be somebody y'all recognize
Told my bro when he leave them bars that I'll make sure we set for life
Everybody wanna see them stars but

in
We hit Valentines day there was gifts given, made the top 10 moments of my life
The weekends we spent and the nights
That we stayed up drinking up

back to Back
My lungs can't even take it
But I'm still gon' face it
By my lonely, I'll evaporate him
If I catch your bitch ass slipping
Shoot this bitch

unbreakable
Serious but i can take a joke
Tell me what did you take me for
I pray to God that he sees im avoiding hell
I feel like Kobe but im playing my part

bro still make a play for your details
I want that amg straight off the lot
And a new Tesla when I'm on the nod
I got them xannies they go by the bot

focused on me, hey
I've been taking it slow, rolling like paving the road, got nowhere to be
I think today I'ma go, at my own pace and just coast and flow

Watch out for the snakes
I shoot the grass I don't cut it
Niggas cold blooded
How you turn to opps
You was my whole buddy
Fuck that sympathy
You not with

real ones around me
I hope you haters understand
You haters understand
You aint tryna stop a man
But a motherfuckin army
Gotta have it on me
By my cover

by they bros & I swear that shit just so bold

Talking the real feel like J. Cole
Ik my brothas all in for this life swear imma rock & they gone roll

you've battling's common to all
It's nothing new in that legacy
I dug into reasons for holes in my heart
Praying to God he would tear them apart
Then build

of the walls of your glass house of a home
They can't handle my storm, shattered by the stones that you've thrown
I can't believe you wanna battle, are you deaf

Hop out, bullets going to knock on your door
Burn out Scat, push a pedal to the floor
Racing the Demons, bitch I'm on the road
Scuffing
He running his

Or Do I Stop It At The Middle,
Never Thoughts That Cross My Mind I Take My Time How I Survive,
Keeps Me Going On This Road So By Design I Call It Drive

overthrown by who yah know

Or every stone was ever thrown was evened out by bullet holes

Or I don't get it my commitment ain't in question lil bro

I stood

like everyone around me just tryna turn into ghost
I wanna run so far away but there's nowhere that I can go
I'm losing feeling of myself my heart is

Emergency

Evidence

The Eastern Conference All Stars, Vol. 2

2001

to cash, but no cash for checks
I never paid for sex, I pay girls to leave after sex
(Get the fuck out..) Play my castanet then jet
I'm out for blood this

to make it a freak show
When the leaks go on my Twitter
No one'll peep, so what's the difference?
Nobody cares until the streams go up
So for now, I'll be

ain't two stepping
We some true steppers
If they coming for us
Then you know my Snipers kill em
I don't care who they is
I don't care who sent em
All my

Still Rappin'

Abstract Rude

Making Tracks

2002

our attraction to hip hop is fatal
we're connoisseurs on tours in a Winnebago
lick shots for my spots in Diego

[Aceyalone]
We came up learned those