Lyrics:
been eaten by the system
Oh, are we going like this?
I'm trying to see hands in the air like this
I'm trying to make
Oh hold up let me switch that flow
Some depressing shit
Lets try it out
I let things build up
And I don't know how to let shit go
I guess i'll let it go till it explodes
My minds
Yeah Yeah Yeah
To the world
Ima go spin spin again
Tilll his ashes in the wind
How you gone let that happen
Ima go spin spin again till his ashes in
your world go around, you got a problem
But let's make no mistake, let's get it straight
I've done seen paper take mothers off Section 8
They say
I'm the man, my young niggas ain't playing
They shoot him for free, ain't got to pay 'em
I'm the man, pull up on me I'ma blam
And I say I'm from
only notice it if it's potent
Bottle of Perignon, we can go kick it by the ocean
Get in between your legs
Join roaches and ashes all in your bed
You
front of his building with the rest of his friends
I give him a pound no I mean I shake his hand
He's the neighborhood drug dealer, my man
I go
Everything I say everybody tryna diss ‘em
Everybody playin him, truth be told
The last nigga ever let the truth be told
And oh Mos Def ran to my home
And said
My little homie went out sad, let them niggas take from him
For the niggas go out sad, I can't put my face on it
On a whole lotta gang shit yea
Purchased the silk tie
This is words to live by, watch your words
Cause words trigger the trigger
Herbs get killed by
Shut up it's two shooters
Bet I can give
a nic' (yeah, bitch)
My Brooklyn bitch in the Garden, while we watchin' the Knicks
Walk your bitch like a pit', dogshit by my hip (let's go)
Got more
spirits face to face
Then they can rule the world and heal the human race
Because he only wants to be a hero
He wants to fly but his wings won't let him
to pack it up switch it and forget em
I’mma throw ‘dis Gucci on like I ain’t got no headache
If he ain’t tried to change by now
I ain’t gone let him, let
the penitentiary I'm a send a kite to let her know
You bleed you made him bleed you never feared the man
that had the chopper up in his hand yeahhh
You cry oh you
hide and seek with a freak that go deep
My lap is a chair, so the bitch took a seat
Pull my pants down then I let the bitch eat
Bitch ate her veggies now
know I'm him
If you want to got to go and get it can't waste time
Put a ring on her let the world know that she mine
Love her boss bitch mentality
could go for a danimal
Walk around with the antidote
Still address me as the fucking pope
Go to bed with a lycanthrope
Wake up in a silk robe
I'm wickedly
writer superproducer Kris
God gave me a talent, so let me flaunt the gift
Come to the t'cha, come mi say come to the t'cha
Come mi say come
to you devils from the Old South
And death to you hoes turnin tricks out
And death everyone that go the bitch route
Check it
If you infected by this
know what that's about? I don't know my child, but I really live.
What I rap about my dog going there, what I'm going with him till if we got it, we go
and serve us)
I watched the police chase after
The guy full force
He was unarmed, he ran for his life
They shot him and he fell
He put his arms up to let
Them
straight
Don't you worry 'bout the other kids around?
I'm sure they ain't gonna let go
Your voice soft as silk
Johnny, do you wanna be the one
Thrown into
Yo, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Let's talk about it
I used to have a man
That didn't know what he had
Till he saw me in the hands of somebody
flows in it for life
That I'm down to let my mind go get it tonight
No understanding when I'm hustling
Because in life all I understood was hustling
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