Lyrics:
is crowned with gold
She got a mortgage on my body, now, and a lien2 on my soul
Lord, I'm goin' to Rosedale3, gon' take my rider by my side
Lord,
cant play me like a puppet
I told her dont get attached to me
That bitch cant pull my strings
I know love is for the weak
When she found out i can sing
all along
Ain't for no rap for you don't talk to me or call my phone
Been known for trapping hard that money flip no sidekick
My bitch is my main girl
Seeing shit for what it is
If I don't do nothing else nigga I'ma handle biz
All my shit is tight-knit now ain't nobody gon' interfere
Who gon' take
Poking at my problems, I know how to solve 'em
With a ski mask, automatic or revolver
A slave is one whose power and authority is ruled over by another
I couldn’t plan it out
Seems the brightest stars overshadow
When their flare is out
My people dying
20/20 vision should be clearer now
Oh the tears
ready for that (Statik)
Detroit vs. Everybody
Uh, I took a bite out the rotten apple by the poison tree
All these females need to email to make noise
That’s nine ounces in both of my hands
Come like the gloves on Dillian Whyte
I Come from the red side, I rep for the corner
But I don't fight like Dereck
shocks through the cord
Quest for the rings my only weapon's intuition
My future position is determined by past decisions
So young George Bush, I
the rough
Pattern life and live it how I want to
Shit can't keep me down, I've had enough
Always grit your teeth at what's in front of you (Move!)
In my
fighting for?
I've been astrayed
I've been in a cage before
Nothing stays the same
It's always the same
I've abstained from chains
Don't use my camera
All my
I'm sorry you had to hear all this business, he started running that tape.... I've just been
sitting in here on my own, being variously.... twiddling
nuts in my hand
The punks want to front cause I got my own band
Goddamn I'm the man with the helly buzz
And my shit don't stink, like eli's does
baby
Nothin' commercial about this
The Militant Mack in the house
And I got a right hand for all that try to stand in my face and front
Believe
two cents give it to charity
Go H.A.M. like Sara Lee
Watch it all go down the drain like merrily, merrily
Legally blind and my friends I see 'em
All I want is deep breaths how Come am still awake from last night I couldn't sleep ,
Visions of my life and Memories got me digesting grass at night
Bush to call Bill Clinton
And have him call Monica Lewinski
‘cause the boy is spittin’
I’m sick with it they got
Me watchin’ my rear view
I’m looking for
done and ya'll don't do enough
I said it's going down so what the fuck is up?
On top of my Benz on top of a bitch
No Jordan no Sherman I'm on top
in a camisole
But when it's time for me to shove
Then you front on all that love
First you said that I deserve it
Now you fight, don't want
of George Washington
Make money, baby, that's all I do
That's how I know Thomas Jefferson is on the two
Abraham Lincoln got shot and died
Freed the slaves
block with
This college is making me mad this life
I feel like shooting myself in the
Hand so I could never write
Freestyle all my life ‘cause
I feel
on a shirt momma miss you
I just brought all these guns boy I wish you
Would try a nigga fist fights I don be there
My tooth chip for a reason walking out
Second lines pity crimes
Down to a gun call all from a phone call
I done been through it all
Well you forgot my name fiend
And I don't fuck around
do you hear singing?
All I know is what I want for Christmas is something that’s blinging
He pay them tabs and this ass is what keeps him real jolly
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