Lyrics:
Scarlet Town in the month of May
Sweet William Holme on his deathbed lay
Mistress Mary by the side of the bed
Kissin' his face, heapin' prayers on his head
Steel drums still ringing in my head
Well I feel pain, so I'm not dead
From the looks of things, it looks like
It got a little crazy last night
ya'll know where we taking this
JE ya'll Nas (i got it) so so def uhh
I'm nasty (nasty)
never let a pretty face past me (past me)
c'mon ya'll knowin'
ya'll know where we taking this
JE ya'll Nas (i got it) so so def uhh
I'm nasty (nasty)
never let a pretty face past me (past me)
c'mon ya'll knowin'
unique, you sleep, you'll weap
You'll wreak of my words dangles in your cheeks
So spit em out now, read about thou - take our your camera
Take a flick
the thoughts in my head
I'm always laying in bed
I'm trynna make that bread
I'm so go god damn Anti-Social
What will life be like when It's over
Get
it's me, because I'm the B-I-Z
Sometimes I lie in bed all day and think about my life
Should I just kick rap and settle down with kids and a wife?
a kid, my mama used to tell me..
Don't be So Bad, don't be So Bad, don't be So Bad
When I was a kid, my mama used to tell me..
Don't you be So Bad, don't
Burkey boy and I'd like to say hello
To the black, to the white, the red and the brown
The purple and yellow
Well so far you've heard my voice but I
to the curb,
Tryin' to get this mill,
Deep down in Killafornia where they grow good kill,
An my folks,
Be feelin I'm a big 'ol pimp,
They way I post in
E-Swift is here, I love to steer
my big body Coupe from here to there
I grab a beer, but not in the ride
I pull up to the club and I drink outside
You
something tragic
I've been sober 2 months now and haven't relapsed yet
My daddy was a good man, he worked in the mines
Spent his whole life underground
to bed
Shit hit the fan, no I ain't ran
I loaded 30 in a AR
An I sat that bitch by my bed
I mix my drugs wit my pain and my beat (I pray it ain't kill
Scoob if we was playin cards
But if I got beef and it's time for code red
My drill is like a hoe, and be takin mad niggaz to bed
So hurry up
the dope
Gotta have faith when you livin so bold
God must have faith in me
Ain mistaken cuz he def cuda taken me
Everyday i hope that someone pray
handsome
Me and my gang all in tandem
This a glock so I bet it won't jam up
Stalking my page you a fan huh
Nigga you a bitch you should man up
Fell in love
now I live in the hills
I made too much in the field now they wanting me killed
My shooters call when it's real they be ready to drill
I mix and match
the new Cash Money
Silent Hill, we walking with zombies
Still mix the Vlone with the Gap
I'm in the H and I'm in the trap
Niggas, they hate 'cause my
move my lips you woulda thought I pimped hoes
Can't stand a outside bitch
Stay inna mix
Can't get chose
She se
You stay in yo feelings bout a bitch
Put
friend, my hero, was killed by a drunk driver in
a head-on collision. He died instantly.
I couldn't even bring myself to go to his funeral.
My agony was so
We had a good time
We had ourselves a good ass time
Memories all in my mind drinking wine
When we had a good time
Mix the vibe and the side in my
steam ahead roll in some auto
Diamonds dancing glistening
Try and smash my victims
Like I have the will of
Father, Son and Holy Spirit
Mix it up and add
friends
Heard you screamin about cream in your rap kid
Yo my last check for Wild Wild West came on a flat bed
Once and for all lets get this straight
mothers room
So what you wanna do
When I'm coming after you
When you bite my style
A futile to the angry youth
I refuse a truce
I'll let loose
In your own
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