Lyrics:
Should stay tuned to the tunes
Stanning that man is the move, yo
Fiya B got the Flo-da turn the show up
So tell me do you know another emcee
Who can give
but they dragged him by his arm
They took him upstairs
His mum was tied up in the flat to a chair
Soon as he saw, man he rushes over there
I swear
the code
N I’ll live
N die for it
CHORUS
Oh man what is the code
What is the Code you live by
yeah we wanna know
is Jesus the code you live by
go head tell
another man with
The kind of love I've got
I wonder if it might be from
A girl that I once knew
The handwriting cannot be traced there's
Not a single clue
five Little soldiers
On my word though I'm not cured, still so much work to do
I'm proof though, if you hold too much hurt, just drop it all
And recoup
the sport
Coats of the season
And surrounded by his whole Odd Future crew
The ascendant singer opens up to
Amy Wallace about his crazy
Year including the bomb
Thugzman
Performed by Balistic Man
Only if you really knew and you understand, All I got in this world is my pen and my pad
Im trying to be a Better man and a better dad only if you
let me pull another man's card
>From the land where the bass hits hard
Miami, where he and his bums rap
Wearin a scarf that's lookin like a dunce cap
peace to you yeah, like for real uh huh
Jay-Z you know how they do that shit
Man, you got your words on the library you see
Yeah uh huh all up and down
Yeah
You know, technically
I'm not even really supposed to be here right now
So fuck it
Might as well make the most of it
(Amen) yeah
(Amen)
and water my man
Gonna put you on the racks like a pair of slacks
With another wack rapper tied to your back
And if you wanna hang yourself out to dry
It's
in a world of you and a girl,
A few grams in a pipe to make your head swirl.
You must spread the words of the master teacher.
You die by
and water my man
Gonna put you on the racks like a pair of slacks
With another wack rapper tied to your back
And if you wanna hang yourself out to dry
It's
Happy holidays
Let me come here and talk to you
I gotta stop sayin' I'm not doin' this shit no more knowin' I'm cappin'
(Great John on the beat by
just don't know it
I 'll show you everything that's hidden deep inside the core
Well.. I'm not sure if I want you to
It's like you walked in my house
Word up, my man Rhasaan in the house
We gon' bring it to y'all like this, word up
Just give it to 'em Ak uhh
I been in and out all areas
And all
Sacrificial lamb led to slaughter by God's hand (woo)
Can I get a God damn? (god damn)
So much pain in my time span it's fucking up my mind man (losing it)
Stasisity's what you brought
Like a rickshaw getting pulled around by another rickshaw
Rickshaw..
In the past talking present tense
Gonna break it
Gonna
brother to be paid that's not my trade
It's just the plan that is designed by the colored man
Now our babies are born to think this is the way of us (Way
not tryna hear about another man that just hang himself by a rope
I'm not tryna hear about another girl that's just died cause of a loan
We gotta do
written to my young man
Not far from being your own man
Boy, you're growing fast
Evident by the fewer questions that you ask
Still, I tell you the promised
another line no dust
I speak with the word that
Became my trust
Couple it couple it with another lyric
I be doubling doubling mathematically spitting
So
dead
When you're stuck up your head
And your girls in another man's bed
Causes me pain
I turn it to art
Fuck it ready to flex on my ex
Not right now
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