Lyrics:
have my money by the first,
Or I'll be heated
I don't get a check in the mail,
You'll see police's
They'll put you in a stinky, dirty cell,
Maybe you'll
mind
It's two it's midnight
My body and my mind at war like fist fights
Had me wishing that you was here by my side
You Had me wishing if only you
Polyamorous
Poly
Ye ye ye ye I'm poly
Gonna run around the city lookin like a dolly
Ha! By doll I mean Ken
Gonna see me in the street lookin like a gem
line
I CAN’T BREATHE
Fuck the world, fuck the police, fuck everything!
If we’re gonna save the world with one last line
I CAN’T BREATHE
(Written by
like a fever no cap in it
Way she all on her knees thought she Kaepernick
No where to go its just me all alone
Police they watching me all through
looking like plastic
In a two tone patek or a wagon
Keep it G when I'm moving in traffic
Living rich to die broke in a casket
Living to die
Police be
that by my spine I got murder on my mind
Young niggas are dummin out Rental cars they peeling out
Double back at the roundabout Crack the window and air
fuckin' freezing
Months going by, I don't even feel the season
Locked in my room like the world is the reason
Stepping outside, give a fuck what you believe
beat in the streets
Black as murder by the hands of police
That’s why I’m black in the streets
And I’ll be happy when I’m black and I’m free
Until then
Black as Martin get beat in the streets
Black as murder by the hands of police
That's why I'm black in the streets
And I'll be happy when I'm black
where they stay, aye
I stay riding with my toolie right by beside me (Brra)
The only right hand that I know that's gon' protect me (Yeah)
The only right
Read the bottom, it's signed by The Joker
Lorena said I never can leave her
She'll sever my wiener I ever deceive her
F- that sh-, bi-
Give up my d-
to do light drugs
Police try to hit the tour bus
Try and fuck a nigga life up
You can fuck a nigga life up
By trying to fuck a nigga wife once
Told
Oh it's hot outside man
Meek Millys coming daddy
Hundred for the walkthrough I'm not who you talk to
Drive by wet you up, nigga that's a carpool
the legend of Heath-uh Ledger
My suicide notes barely legible
Read the bottom, it's signed by The Joker
Lorena said I never can leave her
She'll sever my
Than pull out a bitch, like a rabbit out a hat
Nigga if I want, I can have it like that
Fuck two or three bitches at the same time
Grab the microphone
a license to swing
Pete sets the pace to anything...
But I don't care - No!
'Coz by the order of the police'n'sweet olde Walt
Yeah! We do as we please...
It's
baby suckin on daisies
Caught two to the chest, one to the head
5 niggaz walked behind him dressed in red
With ski masks, but niggaz thought it was
got a gang of shit, styles guns
My Uzi weighs a motherfuckin' ton
Bucking down one, bucking down two
Bucking down your crew, motherfuck' you
Pigs
you with this shit but get to talking to the police and giving descriptions
Now you niggas considered a witness
Have you ever been stopped by twelve
Gotta get it
Pop up in a suit and tie, no politician
Nigga mad about his hoe, why?
Police trying to kick my door, why?
Young nigga road run through
On a move to the south of the equator
She's in her mood wanna link by two
I'm in the tube trust I'll be there soon
Need more light for my shadow
Burn
play chess cause yuh haffi check man
A police alone get pay fi ketch man
Mi a gal lover, yuh nah fi question
Mi nuh play draft, no mi nuh tek man
If you have any information concerning this clue
Notify your local police, the FBI
Or Gangbusters at once
Uh, yo
Uh (Gang)
Poor dressing
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