Lyrics:
Contrive against all but nothing is seen
Stricken with panic, living in fear
Shock and awe
Destruction so extreme
For all the world to see
Retaliation
Today I got in a car and got lost on purpose just to see where I'd end up
I looped around unknown roads of tarmac and memories
Acknowledging my
they see me
I flaunt it: America's Most Wanted, live on T.V
Life: pleasure and pain, stuck in this game, holler my name!
We all gon' die, we bleed
ballistics plus I'm wreckin' every show
Sew it up, ya got static?
'cause I'm better than the next chump so don't panic
'cause I'm a wet you with my skills,
Curly hair and brown eyes
And I guess my heart still hidden
La di da da
Da da da da
Do you still drive a Beamer...or the G-L-C
Did you know that
See him geek like he posin'
But he a bitch and he know it
He ain't bout shit but he show it
Bitch I flip the switch and I'm copin'
He fuck around with
wouldn't miss a page
But none of that really matters
When I cut my eyes and roll seen her pass by
I damn near dropped my folds
I'm like Snoopy breathe kush
entourage
But then they still get touched on by the law
That makes me think, what the fuck they even hired 'em for
You see we all in the same gang
Because
gig
Smoke all you want and see the planets
If and only if they find a way to cure the longing
The distant panic
Someday, I'm telling you
They'll make
of the retarded, the stinky fruits of your own rotten seeds
I see you lashing out in panic
You're punching left and right while you don't have a clue what's going
the air
Make them bad bi***es stare
H** pullin, Diamonds juggin
Reach for this ice and ya live getting tooken
Count it up Count it up
Can't shine in
a wrong bad move
That lead into a fight that's tragic
Flight or panic
Am I the captain or sinking with the titanic?
Spending high credit while
Spinning off
when you surrounded by demons (Lord)
I watched so many people leave, I see them change by the season, that's mama's seasonin'
God got you, the devil's
Down the road
Down the road
Got a little pretty girl down the road
Now down the road bout a mile or two
Lives a little girl named Pearly Blue
About
Brown, jump if you want
I put it on my momma and her very last nerve
Ricky made off everything I deserved
The square root of a kilo is me nigga
The square
the victim of my own mind?
My vision hindered by my own designs
Was it all an act
Laid for me in concrete
In concrete
Now panic attack
Weigh my heart
Wake up! my mate
We can see new
The past life slammed by new year's door
Take a deep breath
Slow exhalation
The freedom is here
Around us faces
But
Now down the road about a mile or two
Lives a little girl named Pearly Blue
About so high and her hair is brown
The Prettiest thing boys in this town
Please don't make me
Please don't make me take off the safety
I run things, see, things don't run me
Stuck in the bottom of the bottom, nigga
I done been out my mental risked it to escape
But girl you know how they trying to stop me
Brown by moving like I'm Bali
This the story they can't
to see me here is to pass me by and to watch me live is to watch me die your conscience ignored your panic spread you're whimper in the wind that no one
they see me
I flaunt it: America's Most Wanted, live on T.V
Life: pleasure and pain, stuck in this game, holler my name!
We all gon' die, we bleed
There's a bunch of birds in the sky
And some deers just went running by
Oh, the snow's pure and white on the earth rich and brown
Just
Another Sunday
time
Memories all by your side
When you're around
Guess who lives inside my eyes
In my soul, and mind combined?
I don't know, when it was,
but our
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