Lyrics:
F16's leave whole families deceased
Ten thousand children killed by Israeli Death Teams
In 100 days in front of the mainstream
Air strikes destroyed
the greatest or the best
Glock by my side if I'm inside or outside
Ain't got a car for backup, know these hollows gon' ride
West side, your side, they side
It's
daddy's out of town so uhh, you can fuck around
It's okay to check in that Motel 6
$59.95, not a cent more for that dirty-ass hoe
Yeah, stop by that
and decides that she must go
BoBo sets off as the sun is setting in the west
She sees the distant Handes, and as ever, she's impressed
They soar towards
that we've traveled, now on my map you are the (e)X
And I miss you, I know you miss me too
But every time we get together it's the Sunday blues
And I,
were finally together with Kyla, it feels like a dream
They're 'bout drive off into the sunset
But den Kyle he walks over the car
Before Shiro gets
with my eyes drippin down the glass
Shaggy I think they're tryin to start a riot
And then it's Ice T but he don't seem fazed by it
I know the devil's
By the power of The Living God and in the name of Jesus Christ, my Lord and Saviour, I make these declarations loud and clear:
1. My mind is free!
a queen
So we can rule together, it's picture perfect me and you together
Go through our good and bad moods together
Plus I'm concerned if you don't come
repeat repeat
Bro told me go get this money by putting your life on these beats capiche
I told him consider it done being broke all my life that just isn't
up" "we're all in this together" - cut 4x
Now I'll scramble, because life's a gamble
And like others, you go out like a candle
Like my man tone who had
twarzy jak Kanye West mam Cię gdzieś
Nie dziwię się że im nie odpowiadam taki jestem wal się też
Trochę mam dość tego by mnie znowu ziomy zbierali
Czasem
butcher knives
X they're eyes out
Nail 'em to a billboard
Let 'em dry out
Let me a show you a crime about 'em blowing your minds out
If you ain't ready
walk by
They're gonna talk about us
For the first time in our lives
Is it love? Is it love?
Everyday I'll wake up in the morning
Splash my face to keep myself from yawning
Get dressed and get my bones together
Open the window to check out
since "H to the Izzo"
That's when my man Biddle stopped by with two little
Pills I could put in the bag and sell like Skittles
One for ten, fifteen for
a dope sample, chop it up or loop it
But still can't freak it like Joe, some cats proved it
[Hook] 2x
I'm taggin rappers out, 'cause they're way off base
damn
Kiss my ass while I'm barring your favorite rapper to spam
You want smoke? Ima lace the blunt
Trash, if I'm being blunt
4th and 10 it's a punt; no
damn
Kiss my ass while I'm barring your favorite rapper to spam
You want smoke? Ima lace the blunt
Trash, if I'm being blunt
4th and 10 it's a punt; no
play the love game but pretend that we don't, pretend we're good by ourselves and we don't need no one, but I don't care I'll take a chance and just
talkin' bout myself instead of we
If so, then you don't understand the recipe
Justice and the truth are right ahead of me
One day they're gonna follow me
kamizelki
Strzelam do kaczek nie próbuj się szarogęsić
Idę spacerem po fame bo nie lubię biegać Balotelli
Trudzę się a nie muszę
Bo jak Kanye West robię to z
my hands together but it's more like Birdman these days
I ain't ever Wayne'd a brudda, that's a major uh-uh
I ain't ever take another from a native
sections
Clean cut butcher knives
X they're eyes out
Nail 'em to a billboard
Let 'em dry out
Let me a show you a crime about 'em blowing your minds
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