Lyrics:
niggas
Just keep gettin' it on my niggas
Say word is bond my niggas
I got a lot to look back on in '88
Got my crack on ten years later gettin' my rap
birth, my graduation, even my death day
Before I'm sent away for good
I'd like to do some good by you and me
Let's sleep underneath the stars
Supported by
Torrent, if the idea's sound,
A world where thoughts are downed, reasoning profound.
Babies from SF movies, in a hundred years will play,
Time machines by
The kids draw death on the asphalt
as the office man walks by
with his eyes stitched tight
and his heart clogged up
The rain i catch in my hands
burns
thick, dat *** Daz is major
I live the life of a gangster, I rob gangsters
Ten years up on the table, I deny that flavor
See a fighter to the fullest, if
have nothing left.
Ten years I’ve been cursed by death.
Pushing through life
Clawing my way through dirt.
Caged within emotion
F***ing damned in
people violent, people silent
I had a vision ‘bout my death, it wasn’t pretty, it was gorey
If I don’t die by a gun in the next 10 years or so
I’m gonna
niggas
Just keep gettin' it on my niggas
Say word is bond my niggas
I got a lot to look back on in '88
Got my crack on ten years later gettin' my rap
the bol can't be touched but ima show you some ways
I don't play by the rules I break them it don't stop
Life or death got to choose we taking it
Castro took the kids for about ten years and what he'd done, I almost threw up
If them was my youngins I'd try to bring the sun in
Closer to 'em, turn
the darkness, and the hours crawled by like
Years,
Till, now, on the stroke of midnight,
Cold, on the stroke of midnight,
The tip of one finger touched it!
lik a shadow that's by your side
ill be there (ill be there)
for better or worse
til death do us part
ill love you with every beat of my heart(beat
disappeared.
In a bad year. Now with depressed in just memory.
Drinking Hennessy. To dry away my misery.
Trapped since birth, a ghetto child living in
child
(Funky child) (Funky funky style) (Scratched by Lord Jazz 6x)
[Doitall]
Well um, back up baby, here come the schooler
We're hit when we dry
our sailing adventure through Big Sur
By the way he was talking about his voyage so far, it seems that our timing will line up
I initially assumed it
Death of a swan with no revival
Past life bird is a new age bible
Time to put an end to this cycle
Birth of new life call it recital
I mean this goes
of ants with aardvarks, you see
Most of the everglades controlled by the gators
It was crashed by the crocs who came years later
See the locusts had
on a colony of ants with aardvarks, you see
Most of the everglades controlled by the gators
It was crashed by the crocs who came years later
See
famous murder-suicide was
Also the birth of the death icon –
The blueprint for celebrity
Unfortunately, for all of
Their inspiring morality
Nowhere in
L.A. ain't changed
Niggas still player hating, but Dre ain't changed
I'm just a lot smarter now
'Cause these niggas is banging ten times harder now
It's funny, but so true
I'd rather be 80 year old me than 20 year old you
'Til I'm hitting old age, still can fill a whole page with a 10 year old's
I'll love you to howling
I even dying
To see your smile
One more last time
On the edge of the toilets
10 years have passed
Since I left you,
I
voluntarily
Like the leaves that brush the buses in the summer
Branches on my birth year, 94,
Up at Notting Hill, I promised nothing
Down by Holland Park, I
the power you seek.
Millions a year meet death
By your new kill streak.
(Elemental Guardian, permission to strike with fury to bring back our balance?)
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