Lyrics:
If only you know
Iso, Look
Where I came from
You can do anything that you want
You can do anything if you believe
You can be anything except for God
don't make it
Now, hey kid
Plural, I graduated
'Cause you could get through anything if magic made it
And that was called recycling
Or re-reciting
don't make it
Now, hey kid
Plural, I graduated
'Cause you could get through anything if magic made it
And that was called recycling
Or re-reciting
So they can hear, everything that you say when you ain't home
I guess, Michael Jackson was right, you are not alone
Rock your hardhat black 'cause
than enough problems in the floor
You're just wasting a nigga's time; come on, man
I got shit to do, like hit your crew
Might hit your crib, so what
the bank
That's why all them niggas big bitter
Y'all niggas do anything for the clout
You ain't really with the shit nigga
Boy I could hit up yo bitch
ain't fair to Skype the prom
Our kids sit home in isolation
TV news is always on
When you can't do what you do
You do what you can
This ain't my
the curly do
I screw hoe's from Shamiqua down to curly Sue
You think I'm jokin', I'm pokin' your girl, she lovin' me
Sugar walls to my balls that how I
'm counting blood money
That I rob from your man in the land of milk and honey
You can't do me none son when I smoke my Meth
I feel no pain, no death, so
class ya fake ass
Couldn't stop a nigga wit brake pads I'm way pass
Anything that you ever did I'm betta kid
And we never sweat a bid it's easy to get
you mercy, I am the law!
And I can do any goddamn thing I want
Power makes pain so, wear rhino hide
If you see a white flash you better cover your
mama's help
I can do it by myself
Now all my daddies, holla where you at?
(Can you hold a family down?)
Tell your nannies, go on and pack your bags
With grown men
I don't give a fuck about cars or chrome rims
I got apartments you could put your home in
Can I live?
Can I keep goin'? I wrote can I
And I wrap the game tight
You can call it vice grips
And you know your biceps get hit
With that tech if you talk
Respect it you better respect
Protect Ya
1: Napoleon
So more gun shots
By some young niggas
And now the media consider y'all some dumb niggas
And where you at
I done came from that
So I know
in black
I'm a heart attack
And my draw is lightning quick
If you're looking for a man with magic hands
I can really do the trick
And if you
the history of music
By night, just to pay for that shit, you'd dance
To get your pants was a mission impossible
We were both the same age but I
Suppose
Iovines
Shit burning, you gon' need more than Visine
We making a movie better than anyone that I've seen
Should be on Showtime, HBO, Cinemax
Get
interviews
Your music is trash I can hardly get into you
I make the music that I want to listen to
I'll rot your brain out like meth when I get to you
You
I come around y'all niggas better act right
When we got the tops down, you can hear the systems thump
Nigga, when we rollin', rollin', rollin'
Shut
I come around y'all niggas better act right
When we got the tops down, you can hear the systems thump
Nigga, when we rollin', rollin', rollin'
Shut
can't stand it
One homie told you should look at the way portray being branded
Another one told me take anything that' is ever handed
In the shadows I
won't get out before he's lost it all
The junkee always knows where to call
Hey, miss Broadway is your lover's money clean
You know what I mean ?
Where is
Hey miss Broadway
Hey miss Broadway
Money buys
Money buys
Buy your ticket for a square yard in the sun
Buy your right of livin' far from a gun
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