Lyrics:
laugh again when they don't understand what I mean, bias
Everybody seen by us
Everybody wanna live a life like this
Man fuck that, do what's good for
May his family find peace
No peace, use my voice as a weapon, a piece
This poetry is my therapy, I pray for poetic justice
All the black lives killed by
together.
I used to cut pies in front of my girl, now I apologized
The reason why: (My fault) she seen the red in my eyes
When I was cuttin it, feelin
This is the end of another grey cutaway
I wanna be the sagest colour
Another noise in an all new break through
And so we'll break it all the way in
open of rap with an arcade token
But the machine's broken
No more lives
Come on by
Wait on line
Take low dimes for rhymes and chime in with a punchline
to see him Dead
Ain't up for discussion
Everything I said is what I live
If I ain't do this rapping it be boxing or the trapping biz
Trying to change my
get deep when I mack with my peeps
You yapping 'bout beef, you'll get clapped in the streets, bitch
This nigga Ruck is fucking crazier than ten
albatrosses if I have to speak
Another casualty of the casted wings casually
I’m high again vibrant as a hyacinth idling
So I pretend that my defense is
Now you, hahaha, my nigga
You gonna do it big huh, hahahahaha
Best in the game, doing it B-I-G
One, two, three, we gonna show you how we MC, ugh
Best
My momma worked double shifts, she had three jobs
(I ain't neva had nada) I got to go and hustle quick, I got to be sum'
(I ain't neva had nada) I'm
my nigga Caddy, my nigga C. Gotti
My nigga Young Merc, my nigga Blackchild (Exodus)
My nigga Cool Joe, this is a new beginning
You know, I see
That's the life, yo, you want to live it
Do what I do, anything, you would give it
Like Sinatra do it my way
Job is the work, gettin' paid the play
ain’t notice it (No)
Thank God my partner 'nem frozen (Flash)
Double cup, sipping this Act’ though
I got some red and some Wock mix
I been leaning so bad
heavyweight
Flood the streets with my CD when the levee breaks
Hit the fade away like Bron up in the post
I got the game by the balls, I got it on the ropes
And I ain't a tough guy, I'm a tired guy, I lost my
Patience, either way man I'm dangerous, the H is-
The H is for Hilltop
H is for, H is for Hilltop
sure
With you by my side
You by my side
I'll never fall
The world so offkey it tilt my head to the side
Animal, vegetable mineral all affected by
focus what I know is I’m chosen stay focused
Zig zags and big bags lost angels no red rags
My clIck thick not just stag
Boast beauties no price tags
Lift
Street family, my name is Third now give me three grammies before I slay you
I make do with what I'm given
38 percent chance of living
Street gang
Call me
stimulating when I
Hеard the sound of hip-hop
It opened my mental
Now my whole life is dedicated
To pushing this pencil
Speak about my life and times from
a red cup
Did someone find my lighter?
Itching just to flame up
Tryna make some money quick so I can live my life up
Addicted to being alone It pays to be
I've been on the truck for 51 years.
My only friend is the A.M. radio.
Sometimes the neighborhood children stop by,
But it's always rocks and beer
many more years have you taught at that gym
How many more girls have you done this to
Dean, is it five
Is it ten
After my first EMDR session some
spoked wheels. In spite of all this, it is obvious that the way he really gets
around is by being dangled from place to place by a union guy with a dark
[Benzino talking softly]
Niggas want to try and live my life and
Bitches want to try and run my life and (As we proceed!)
Haters want to try
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