Lyrics:
Xylex, sell a nigga a Mike Vic
You out already, my nigga
Nice trick
If you don't know how to drive, don't even touch the wheel
I tried to give him
mean mug me, please kiss the tool
I’m conceited, won’t break bread wit dumb ass fools
Talk shit, get knocked out, and wake up in ya drool
I'm
power than any amp,
No matter the opponent, I'll be crowned the champ,
Keep issues to myself, keep snitches out my camp,
Keep my name out ya mouth, get ya
a minute
I'm growing mold in this weather
Cuz whether or not
I'm figuring out
A way to be better
Lately I'm stressing
Got pain on my chest
When I struggle
hard like Kosa and Perf
Ey who she?
The one ina the short skirt
Son In Law shell down pan anybody turf
Like this one time I went to Shuga City
a turf toe
And on the other side of this here church globe
It's the same damn story, different church though
Got me wondering what the fuck don't a church
all week
Aye, but that's my life
Might not gon work, never mind we gon vert
Green on my pants like I slid on the turf
Double check my account It's
Clique
Two thousand six (Corrupt Clique hahaha)
Galaxy Corrupt Clique (You guys out that S-town huh)
Red Eye Posse (That's right baby)
Galaxy Corrupt
down
I'm cryin' out for help, but help ain't nowhere to be found
So what can I do?
Pursue other avenues to get revenues,
Tryin' not to be the next
with a sore
We came from riding bikes and walking and sipping and talking
Standing at the store
I prayed to God he gave me more
I'm glad we made it out
a feelin in the note
Hip-hop arose from the broken buildings & the people with no hope
It was like The Renaissance two, & that too was sold out
I feel like
wonderful and scary
Stepping out of our towns
Both terrified and daring
Seems like every day
I'm growing up another way
We grow up, we fall down
It's
life is tragic
Hearing out my dramas when feeling nostalgic
Everyone deserves you, but they take advantage of your worth
I wish I could be a superhero
(Venomous, toxic, in my life, i feel like im, dying inside, and i gotta get out of this
I'm too dire to die today, yea oh wo)
The creatfull mind
like dogs piss
To mark their territory, that's when I got the idea
And I keep my book at a friend of a friend who keeps my book out of the city
Because
on straight
All systems go cut the umbilical cord
From old earth to new earth Manhattan to turf
For what its worth my mum held me down one deep
Pops was
i am whole birthed my soul from the moment my soles hit dirt through the earth ive grown many turfs I’ve known but where ever you surface is home/
the fifth
Yeah you a bitch bitch
She tried to give me lip
I kicked her out the crib
Told her pack the bags it's time to take a trip
Empty clip
Posted up in
everywhere once now I need a hiatus
Rose avenue out in Venice: oasis
With that kind of love ain't no need to be famous
Lived so many lives feel like
I think I'm going crazy yeah I think I've gone mad
Hustle, grind, work, yeah I'm getting to the bag
I'm counting up my blessings while your going out
feel like Peter Parker
Walking on your turf you want the war I'm with some shit starters
Made a couple thousands but i blew it i knew i had a problem
just like Jimmy Neutron
Still a freak show, eat her clit like a crouton
Turf mine from the streets to the avenues
Take you out the game like it's not
wrote
(Skrt) in the foreign while you walk the curb
(Skrt) hope that flexing getting on your nerves
(Woo) brother trying to make it out the trap
(Woo) but
to mouth
Wrinkled with work
Defend the turf
Hop in the ride
Fill it wit skirts
Heart cold Soul sold
He don't feel when it hurts
Deafen the earth
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