Lyrics:
to the edge of
The screen in the video?
Hear that hissing away in the
Back of the track?
Be that, you could live in the glitch
The digital
They fear that, they
to advance, I'm sorry for the holes in
your hip
Son, It's the way of the street merchant, live by the laws,
die by the rules
My gleam play the part
the way of the street merchant
Live by the laws, die by the rules
My gleam play the part of a fool
Now hear these jewels from a wise king
See what my
Josephine. How do you do?
Do you remember me baby like I remember you?
You used to laugh at me and holler 'Woo woo woo"
You used to live over yonder by
here but you're so far away
I'm feelin' it's over
Oh, it's over & done
I can't live with a lie
And though I really need you, leave and let me cry
my heart
[Fredro Starr]
When I first heard the track it made me cry
Brought tears to my eyes and I don't even know why
My life ain't nothing but anger
you sold me that CD it was fire
Actually brought me to tears
By the way when the next album coming out
When you dropping another album
YoReL man, when
Josephine. How do you do?
Do you remember me baby like I remember you?
You used to laugh at me and holler 'Woo woo woo"
You used to live over yonder by
was riding in my car to some tracks one day, played this beat, started thinking of you and now I'm
Looking in my rear view
Wishing I was near you
the night of our lives
Ten rolled around, nowhere to be found
You said you lost track of the time
Drove across L.A. to see you
Cause you would tell me it was
ain't get to live his dream
Ain't been the same me since Dump died, been hurtin' by any means
Cousin merked in front my eyes, this can't be life, ain't
to live between the negatives and positives
While trying to make money slanging synonyms and homonyms
I went to pop's house so I can visit moms and them
that I'm soarin
Racing round the track 24 gordon
iPhone's almost dead time to put that cord in
Runnin down the field vince howard lamar jackson
I'm
a man I ain't no petty king
I rather live with all my woes
That if I don't get a hold of
That shit'll leave me exposed
And I'll lose sight of all my goals
I have the upper hand
Listening to tracks to understand my dots
I'm too materialistic
Fuck all the happiness I bought
I miss leading... Like my
someone we know
Live and learn that's how we grow
Cliche be yourself
Real fact it'll help
No more hearing cries for help
Didn't do it by myself
I admit I
I will always love you, but my loyalty's no longer there
I hope you know I didn't mean to hurt you and what we had was rare
I hope you get to live
Moved around but I'll never fit
Job to job they pay shit
Day by day for a paycheck
That's how I live you'd imagine
All the dumb shit I'm about to do
Imma
I take your worthless lives
Rapping arrogantly
On stage some nervous guys
I heard your cries
Close your eyes
As I expose your size
Which is smaller
Tell me why they hate Chris
Cuz I’m from the 8-6
Every track make hits
Wray shots stay bent
Please do not play with 92 gang shit
Face it ever nigga
locked in place
I'm the type to give em one bar they'd lose they space
Can't lose my pace when I'm running laps
Around all these niggas
Can't get off track
motherfuckin Gynos
I send you past tribulations, we going straight to trials
Like a crooked cop
Live and die by the sword
For a writer like me that's the pen
So
me on the map
I swear to god i'll tear it up like i'm London on the track
I let it bang, let you hang, catch a motherfucking fuckin cap
I let it rain,
Back on track with a new kinda smack for sale
Cause the rap goes well I'll drop the track and bail
Shit when I spit, peeps can't get enough of it
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