Lyrics:
And that's how she sings
Sometimes she's sad
Her blue skin dilutes to a dullness and she weeps
She can't control her actions
Bringing life to death in
steps
Wonder my niggaz aint around cuz they all left
Pride in the ring contemplating on my own death
Shots fly niggaz tryin to kill my on my doorstep
How
ye, 200 dash
12 in cash, potatoes are mashed, dash dash dash
Never cook, clean, or take flights
But im a pro at lie, scam, and gaslight
There were 5
to the ocean
Smokin' Ports, think my thoughts, then it's back to coastin'
Who can I trust in this cold world?
My phony homie had a baby by my old girl
But I
There's times in my life where I just
I just wanna run away, I just
I just wish the pain would stop
I don't wanna cry no more
I wish the pain
There's times in my life where I just
I just wanna run away, I just
I just wish the pain would stop
I don't wanna cry no more
I wish the pain
just pissed
You shoot like you got permission to miss
You wouldn't clap nickels by a fountain
With yo' bitch in a wish
I don't ballroom brawl
Fuck a kick
survived summers like saunas
Mastered a corner like Deion in his uniform
Pop hurting assertive, flirted with death
Damn near murdered before my first
before you got to taste the meat
But it's bittersweet, the way I'd eat that album to death
Got those words out my teeth, and the beast off my chest
Y'all
of no snitching
Mind ya business, like the best entrepreneur
I be diminished
By the metaphor, in the following sentence
I told you I does it a dozen times
malnourished
In a place where social status is determined by commerce
And money is god he's thinking of turning a convert
All he has is his nap sack and his
I'm still caught in the wheel
Luxury car livin', I'm island hoppin', the album's droppin'
D'ussé, champagne and Henny gallons poppin'
Processin'
a change
See, I been a rebel since back in the day, I don't follow the people
I follow the leader through valleys and shadows of death and I fearin' no evil
my medals upon my chest
So I could left-right-left in a certain death
God's speed and God bless
In the end I hope God is impressed if I'm put to rest
I
to decimate the dark, nuclear rain to set us aflame
Obscured by a curtain of venom from space in the name of science
Fall to your knees, pray to a last
(VERSE 1)
I was baptized roman catholic in june eighty seven/ they told me that for me there was a room made in heaven/ but to smooth my way to get
walk in the club nigga yo ass gone get jumped
If CBX walk in the club Nîgga, it might be fight
Grabbed a snow bunny by the arm, she let me fuck all night
June 1916
From the east a beast has come
Brusilov will charge to break the line
Time to attack to turn the tide
Russian imperial might breaks through
in a bowling lane
Im inspired by pain
You throw shots I don't drop or get burned Ill return w a firing range
I wired my brain to think different
Your
Some said it wouldn't work, some said it wouldn't last
In New York, they say that the tempo's too fast
You disregarded, but the albums got charted
We put
Sleep is like death but it just being shy
Fuck is this shit I been high in sky
One month of torture yeah June to July
Picture and perfect this beat is so
try me (what happen?), I'ma love 'em to death
I'm goin' in, yes, sir
I'm livin' like that, I swear
No cap, tables right there
Clear Cartiers on my
the devil now I'm enslaved by this shit
Hand never sits still how shall I write with the pen
When you made me why did you leave me fucked up in the head
but had the same heart (yeah)
Enjoyed seeing the light, but lived in the dark
Fifth album, bumped heads in the parking lot (aight)
Was a quiet
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