Lyrics:
to just cut sleeves
My shorty really love me, man, she want me to cut keys
I can't do that normal type of life, is it just me?
Niggas steady try to ride
Will make you change your mind
Sometimes life is altered
Won't turn out right, can't turn out right
When I see you, I can read it in your eyes
really like
This audio delite
'Cause my drum goes dumb diddy dumb-a
Check it out
One time for ya mind
Two's for your soul
Three's for your body
the secrets of the ages
Vanglorious! This is protected
by the red, the black, and the green
with a KEY! SISSSSSY!
"It was nearly eleven, when I started
at my Rollie, yeah, it's almost 7
Bill Gates state of mind with an automatic weapon
You might remember from putting on for the city
Or back when it was
Disease disease, disease my friend
For this whole world's in devil's hand
Disease disease, disease my friend
Throw the key or you may die
Disease disease,
to see a nigga getting it
Selling drugs is taboo, but I ain't fucking sweating it
The dirt gotta get done so I took my position
One day I'm just Black
up, I loved you and I thought you did
But now, years passed, and you ain’t ish
I tried to refrain from using language
But my mind is saying eff you, go
space to breathe
I know perception is key, so I am king
The other side has never mortified my mortal mind
The borderline between insanity is father
heaps of rubbish
Seen from the stars hour by hour
As splintered scraps and black powder
From here to heaven is a scar
Dead center, deep as death
mind that I always seem to find
When I'm marinatin with my peoples, slappin bones and drinkin wine
Just come home from Quentin, and all I know is strind
through my shell
Pushing down into the ground
The root of me is homeward bound
A trunk, a leaf and there I am
A miracle of least by far
Tree - you are
the coldest flows on the hot seat
And you can spot my hoes by their car keys
Another episode full of atrocities
It's double M, baby, money monopolies
and dancing for joy,
For I'm loved
By a pretty wonderful boy!
Have you met my good friend Maria,
The craziest girl on the block?
You'll know her
to a childhood, need to be loved
By parents that was in too deep with the drugs
Nigga, my advice, fuck the black and white shit
Be who you are, identify
My theme is all about making the green
Living up in luxury, pushing phat whips and living comfortably
As time goes by, an eye for an eye
We in this
an ambulance rushin' a shot man
O.D. man, police abused black man to the hospital?
Now what they rushin' for is my intrest?
Rushin' through traffic jam to get
getting robbed
Quick picked up the mac milli, ready to get involved
'Cause my .44 revolves around this
Fucking with Black Gang, all you get is hot
owned by Indians, who then would learn to burn
A tragedy, because from them there was so much to learn
You will find the key to life is checking for you
decisions were made
In the alleys that wind through the back of mind
How can I forget, what reason is left
When I looked at myself, I was somebody else
My
hard for them to swallow
When you got 'em by the balls, their hearts and minds follow
Pay yourself first, that's one of my main mottos
Picture Bill
song, it's all for you
Sing my song, it's all for you
If I don't hear from you by tomorrow
I hope you come back and learn from your mistakes
Come
the dopest forever
By kicking lyrics so clever that
No one can do it better (Repeat 5x)
Time is dedicated to say peace to the homeboys
My homie Laylaw, MC
disease, disease my friend
Throw the key or you may die
On a mound at the shore of the last sea
He is sitting, fixing your sight
With his high iron
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