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Say my name and that's D.O.A
And all these chains is saying we okay
And we drink Champagne, eat Frito Lays
At lunchtime, do it for the ghetto one
Yeah, ji-ji-jeah look, man, y'all niggas is
Predictable as a muthafucka, corny as shit
So I'ma give y'all a bar one time, man
Y'all know what
need to see is yo body
Wont back down girl let's get it started
Bend you down so I can sieze yo body babe
You tell me what you wanna be
And I'll tell
heart is pumping blood
You can’t make me quit
Hell no!
No matter where the wind will take me
And what difficulties waiting
On my way, I’ll get a handle
running
Forever revealing Total Love
You are not angry with me
Not disappointed by me
And by Your blood I see what has always been
You love me
Oh You love
Reppin' G-B-O, who the fuck is you
Nigga, I don't even have a clue
Rep sum else, you looking too foo
Sip like a nigga got the flu
Why say what you gon do,
enemies of the closest individuals
Blood is not thicker than winning your argument, until the population divides itself by its politics
And now
of what’s right -
But important
Which I think is thinking not of the cost of a new blood pumper, no, not that but the underlying fact of not cash value –
Ain't nobody as hot as us
East side, west side, north side, south side
Let's ride, uh, the GOAT is now taking over the building
It's time for some
To what's been used in failed attempts to misguide me
High definition, I'm an oddity
Divine by design
is how to define this African centered anomaly
God has
generation
Than we ought to refuse saying yes to them
Forcing this cloth on our face man
Watch for Clorox, the reality we're facing is
The agenda more deadly
spittin' for the Vice Lords, gangstas and Crips and Bloods
And everybody neighborhood
From the Idery Wells, back down to Inglewood
How can a nigga from
I hear the troubles coming for me
Death is at my doorway
Fear says I'mma perish bro but that
Ain't what my Lord say
He said I ain't guilty though I
can see is cockin'
The nine and sendin' you straight to Heaven
You're dead on the dot, so fuck a blood clot
You know I'm expectin' to win this
So give
goin diamond!
Yeah, what more could you ask for?
We the team, we deserve everything and more
All the blood and sweat for
Our dead we stopped cryin
When the course is laid and the anchor's weighed
A sailor's blood begins racing
With our hearts unbound and our flag unfurled
We're under way
No life anew for who bears the mark
Darkness abound, the king below awaits...
Rancid blood, the smell of death
The final burning pain
Betrayed by
straight to hell
But my storm you cannot quell
I rise
You were just snake
That I couldn't shake
Never satisfied by what you took from me
Today is a new
you like a baby, that's Honest.
You've come too far to know defeat.
Living life by his Grace is what we teach.
I hear his voice now I know I am his
The only way, for me to come back, is by makaveli
That's it! all these motherfuckers stole from me
I'm takin' back what's mine
Laughing you
in the car their approaching and coming fast
Hit the gas and she won't stop screamin
She keeps sayin over and over that she was mauled by a demon
Blood
Saturday afternoon
Me and my blood Stobo on the avenue
Jamaica Avenue, plannin' to stick a few
Niggas cop a jew, say what we gonna do
Slide up in
life for the evidence
Saying what I must when there's relevance
Many are bound by their own heart's reticence
Getting the money and running away
Grabbing
could keep it
You know there's only one ghetto Queen with a guillotine
real bitch that carry gats by the spleen
Na mean?
Some bitch is on the other line,
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