Lyrics:
I can feel the heat risin'
Everything is on fire
Today is a painful reminder
Of why we can only get brighter
The further you put it behind ya
(Dmac on the fucking track)
(Tahj Money)
I'm so sick of "Farewells" and "R.I.P's"
In the trenches yellin', "Gang-gang," mob ties, what I bleed
I just pulled up to the office, time to link up with my partners
Bring a quarter to the table, we can go and get a dollar
Put my bitches all on hold,
Look, bet all you see is tats, money, grills, and chains
But if you scratch the surface you can feel the pain
Names change but the situation still
On everything I love, It's We The Best Music
It's We The Best over everything
Get money, mo' money
Every time we come around
Doors goin' up, panties
in this pixelated world we roam,
Every night's a challenge
But we fight on our own.
Craft away under the starlight,
Can you hear the mobs creeping?
I
without a mother (without a mother)
Oh, without a father (without a father)
We gotta beat (beat) this journey by myself, ooh
Heartbreaking pain
could be yours tomorrow
Remember the tables can turn
You can't judge a book, a book by its cover
And that's a lesson we all can learn
One more day
we know, how the heartaches come and go)
You'll be dancing once again (you'll be dancing once again)
And the pain will end (and all the pain you take
FreshMob all day
We in Carrera 911's when my posses on Broadway
Top down baby cause we FreshMob all day
Carrera 911's Carrera 911's in Carrera 911's Carrera
without a mother (without a mother)
Oh, without a father (without a father)
We gotta beat (beat) this journey by myself, ooh
Heartbreaking pain
700 da mob
700 da squad
Gang
Uh
Uh
We on the front tryna
We on the front tryna kill
We tryna kill shit
Uh
You look in my eyes see the pain in them
2
In the garden where he was cast out by the Lord
Flames an omni-directional sword
For he as ever failed to gather up the fruit
And thus was
you get by?
I hope to study further,
A few more years or so. I also hope
To keep a steady high
Will you try to change
Things, use the power
to hear
Cry, the world goes on
Would you lend me your ear for a moment?
I still care, even now
Chased, chased by the angry mob
Trying to steal my
not the thing to do
But I can't stop my heart from throbbin' couldn't ease the pain by sudden
Forgive me now and I will always do what's right
It's my
you get by?
I hope to study further,
A few more years or so. I also hope
To keep a steady high
Will you try to change
Things, use the power
Strumming my pain with his fingers
Singing my life with his words
Killing me softly with his song
Killing me softly with his song
Telling my
clearest breach of by-law five
And left here in this little room
In clearest breach of by-law two
And though you know that we take pains
The process
barely get by
Put my only two dollars on my favorite horse
He lost by a nose and I cried
Oh, my boss says come winter we'll all be laid off
Oh these days
(call it off)
Breakin' down beef 'til it turn to mince meat
And I'm with a mob, order Bolognese
Nice with the paws, bob then I weave
Now we at large,
you get by?
I hope to study further,
A few more years or so. I also hope
To keep a steady high
Will you try to change
Things, use the power
(biatch)
Bustin' on paper thin motherfuckers
Drinkin gin 'fore you get to sinnin' on them busters
Emptied his clip, passed by like he didn't know me
drop of my blood in their veins
Their faces are convulsed in mortal pains.
The fairest cries, 'We all have loved you Rael'."
Each empty snakelike
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