Lyrics:
the hood
And now the engine might start to leak and turn my Brown skin Red like the natives they lied about
Grade school droppin' jewels like Selina Kyle,
energy
I'm working the clock like there's 10 of me
Everything I got I earn fam
Cause ain't much they could ever give to me
Summer it's hot out in Tennessee
How you getting mad when I'm using a word properly?
Then support an industry that turns women to property?
It's whatever, Imma ghost them anyways
Ain't
always been a dreamer
I wonder where that's taking me
Don't need that Tesla or a Beamer
To have a drive that you can see
Cause it's my heart that's driving
Gen Z, Millennials paying the cost
New economic golf
You become whole and one by paying this off
Fuck consumer debt
No student loan relief I think its
it ever really happen at all?
I'll tell you this, I put the work in daily, so it's my belief, I can't fall
As we go into the well of the black pool
of somebody like Suicidal
Who basically put that gangbanger style from Venice, California into the game
And the speed and the precision of Slayer
One of my
and you, aoh!
Now every time he walked by the swimming pool
She stared at me and said why can't I look like that
Oh what a sucker, a skinny fool
As she sat
on the streets
Superman is known by the locals
As this dude who's so fly it's global
Attitude that came outta struggle
Destitute but I make it hopeful
You
When its a beautiful day
If you want to behave
Like a ten year-old
That's okay by me
Sometimes you gotta be bold
Uncork your mind
Cause it
And a note that said 'Somebody Loves You'
But out on the street it starts to pour
And before I get soaking wet,
A total stranger runs to give me
til it kills me like Kenny
I'm not emo, not depressed
Maybe stressed about success
Must confess I know the truth, just like you know who to guess
Death
the saki
Me no likey but she ride me like a Ducati
Took her out the trenches now she feeling like a somebody
Told her once we hit a mill I’ll buy her a new
spray this bitch, (grrrahhh) lets go to war, I bet I drop some
I remember that one summer, them niggas kept dyin', it was a hot summer
Somebody prayin'
I don’t know why I feel so lonely
A loser like me should be used to this
Maybe it’s because even I don’t know me
So I ain’t got plans but feel like
I'm recordin' that shit on
The fuckin' little mic
By the little camera thing on
The fuckin' Mac book
So this shit is choppy and bad quality
But fuck
lonely I’ve been by my self
I ain’t speaking on this love, I know that you haven’t felt
Wanna choose my destiny
Praying that my soul I keep
We’re moving
I've never met someone
Quite like you
Sorry for what I've done
And put you through
We were together that night
When it all went wrong
Heaven's
Death Don't Have No Mercy
Gary Davis with additional lyrics by Andrew M. Cohen & William Lee Ellis
Downtown DLJ Songs LLC OBO Budde Music Inc.
fuckin blowin I didn't know then
Somebody close would snitch if they had to go in
But that's how it goes you win some you lose some
All I gotta do is
all by myself
As long as I'm best friends with my patience
And that I don't need somebody else
To make me feel like this oh
You turn it around you
[Intro]
That's right ugh, check it out
Back in tha days where tha people were fresh
It was one mc who had to pass tha test
He was down by law,
Follow the leader, stay in the lines
What will people think of what you've done this time?
Go with the crowd, surely somebody knows
Why we're
The lace lady
Travel with grace baby
I can't afford to cover the cost of course maybe
Settle that one in court 'cause
Judging by the basics
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