Lyrics:
as myself
And if you were my sister
I’d lay my life down
But you’re not here
Although you wish you were
You’re not here
But if you knocked on my door
Would I
apparent
List of priorities the bread takes precedence
Said a prayer for every president I ever spent
That's reverence kicked the doors down
They ain't let
Hit a little,I'm feeling tickles from the nickels I smoked
The sweat trickle,as I slid a little liquor down my throat
It ain't no hope for these
Envision the recreation of a man
The death of an old version
This is my dream
I'm making the rules flash
Those who said that I can't
Watch while i
Bitch I been a "G" all my life
A "G" down to ride
"G's" stay getting high
I'm a "G" 'til I die
A nigga known to bust gats
Take half a day
Now I can't breathe now I can't see
The world is crashing down on me
Cross my fingers not to die
It's just another wasted night
It's a brand new night
Uh, spit at the world
My lyrics, I could spit at your girl
Spit when I hurl
Spit on the Dutch and finish the twirl
Spit facts, spit on wax my whole
solitude, they don't care if I feel alone.
I'm lost in my world, while I'm fighting my wars,
Searching for connection behind closed doors.
I try to reach
at the concerts
[Baatin]
One, two, the whole world is
Tick tock, tick tock
You live by the clock but I move faster
Niggas is sleeping 'cause they thinking
reminiscing here and than gone result is my mind just flashing
Bringing back memories me and cj playing the game
Survival version on modern warfare was part
When the candle burns out
And wherever you are in the world
I hope you wear your own crown
It's 3 AM and you are sleeping
With every soft breath you take
horns and my pitchfork
Are still back at my crib
But I can lay a quake on you
That'll level this whole jail down
'Cause I swear by all unholy
I'm gonna
wake up and decide to comprise the new shit
It's not some watered down version of what my favorite crews did
Puff the magic komodo bitch
Rappers
A minor infection, that's what we've endured
The car slows down, another curve
I carved out a block of time
In the hall of kings
Look
feel sore
Find your balance, find your core
Getting beat down everyday
But by the night I find my way
Leave my faults on display
Stand my ground cuz I
im ma best version
Who said i ain't God son
Nigga momma a Virgin
Try to take my I.D again, then up im turning
Down y'all going
Polarity shift
Keep yo
waiting for handout, boy you knew that
And if they try to keep me down
Hold my ground 'til they all look around
And they wonder, who that?
They don't
New York (indistinct)
Stanton Isle, up state, Tri-state
Just for my people
Just for my people
Just for my people
Just for my people
Get down
and a bottle or two of booze
And thank you for taking my father
A few years after his own father went down thank you
Mercy, mercy, thank you
For not smoking
walkin' through that door
Head first could never ever ask for more
I ain't breakin' down these walls Another door, I can keep on landing on my face In dark
Slowing the car down
Driving it to the ground
But it won't make a difference
I always will be followed by these villains
(1, 2, 3, 4)
Say no more when they
a symphony composed of killers and armed forces
Livin for whatever it cost's, crimb bosses
It's goin' down by the year two G
I'm goin be flyin through
going back to the past and making contact
With versions of ourselves
So it's other me's out there
If so, why you ain't hit them first
You mean to tell me
a whole gallon
Of laxatives by accident just to shit on you has-beens
Had it been for my past tense, I wouldn't be rapping
See these streets made me,
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