Lyrics:
with the scars beyond this one bar
For me to put down my guard, I'm faced with it, I'ma ride
Breakin' in gas with the six-eight all day
In and out
if you're washed in the blood like I was
The smell of cape jasmine through the window screen
John R. and the Wolfman kept me company
By the light
[Originally by Slaughter And The Dogs]
I Saw You Down James Bar
I Thought You Were Some Kind of Movie Star
You Got That Look That Turns Me On
I Want
had shown me what rap is
Encouraged my rappin'
Loved my production
And there for my ups and… downs
And I kept dobbers by my side
Who would've thought
mean?
They hoo-ride, steady dippin'
[DO OR DIE]
Back into my neighborhood, stop at daytime
Get a bag of chips and a dollar whine
Roll down Greenleaf,
What's your
What's your motive bae (uh)
Lemme come hold you bae (uh)
Lemme consult you ba-by (uh)
I don't know what your say-ing
But
I cannot cuff you
contacted John and he wanted to meet
Flew out to Baltimore, met at Johns Hopkins
Parents were ecstatic about meeting the doctor
Explained to the doc
conscious free
Your now rollin with the sounds of the be -A-D
be -O-why, niggaz don't be that fly
Niggaz don't see sun and we those guys
[Loon]
Check it out,
us
Drop a rose by his corpse, Still respect
The violet matches fingerprints around his neck
Bad blood for the family, pop the cap
The sit-down
it all come down
When it all shakes out
We're all save by grace if we
Got enough faith to believe it
Jacob was a schemer
Joseph was a dreamer
O
to do it my way
Putting in work on the night shift
Working 2 jobs plus college Friday to Friday Vizine burn my eyelids, shit
Flying down 480 doing 80 this
free
S U I C I D E, it might be messy but it's money for free
I gotta kill myself, I gotta do's it quick
John entwistle sly, he was snorting arsenic
that’s normal
I recall when I saw you
Both my eyes were all on you
I’d love to know if you want a
Big boy for your love below
Ha, say yes, I want to know
grabbed me by my neck pushed me towards the damn door
See my homies, locked down on the same floor
So you want to be a killer and run the streets bro?
I've got it made thats what I'm talking about
Going down to the fashion store and get myself fitted out
Going down to the dealers buy myself
I've got it made thats what I'm talking about
Going down to the fashion store and get myself fitted out
Going down to the dealers buy myself
I, woke up this morning got ready to roll
Put on my green bomber it was, freezing cold
Applied long johns with Adidas not matching
I called up Jam
pollinated by the "Be"
Pac called it the rose that rose from concrete
How do you define divine that finds street?
"Hip bop," the color of my leaves
Not
If all else fails, I'll get back to what I know
Rachet for my foes, watching for it fallin take a stab at it was snow
Long john jacket for the cold
about to bring that real soul back to the game
John Legend on the backgrounds by the way
let's go
From what I hear Kanye is killing the game very bad
My
Steal your faith, take a puff, inhale my name
Smoke on it, shit, choke on it
Bitch nigga, I'mma make a hit nigga
Hot mother fucker down to the skit
My heart was warm with family love
As I slipped into a chair
Beside my Uncle John my daughters
'cross the table there
I'd walked the docks in misty
tape I'd trade
DJ Mark Love makes the party push and shove
I float over a beat made by Chris the Glove
The Beat Junkies, Nu-Mark and Cut Chemist
peace
Keith Lamont Scott alton Sterling
Philando Castille tamir Rice
Freddie Gray sandra Bland
John Crawford and all the other victims
Gunned down by
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