Lyrics:
blam, nigga
Bands, bands, bands in my jeans, go count it up
Lil dawg said he got a problem, told that nigga pull up
I been workin' out that pussy, nigga,
earth
I'ma pray and just live by the word And remember the things that I heard
Thankin' God for the lessons I learned Thankin' God for the blessings I
I'm wakin up in the mornin, with problems on my mind
Motherfuck the education and drug rebilitation
I'm smokin on that weed and the green is gettin
doing fine
And he'd bean thinking about me
All of the time
He asked
What's going on since I've been gone and
How is the family they're my pride and joy
problems with a small operation
Protecting your manhood by swift termination
Ride into the sun the damage is done
grade, catch a homi
Anybody have a problem with it
Let them try me
Nobody make a fuckin' move unless
It's sanctioned by me
(I'm the fucking boss out here)
mom's cryin'
Planned to be a strong black family
But we both were too young, too strung, too much flashin'
New come, I caught verbal assassin runnin'
red
From all the truth that I've said
Come by it honestly I swear
Thought you saw me wink, no
I've been on the brink, so
Tell me what you want
By Scatterbrain
From the recording titled 'Here Comes Trouble'
I can still remember the first time you tried it,
Just like yesterday
High as a kite,
[Red 1]
Strictly dollars, no problem
[Misfit]
We going to let this moon rise
Feel the vibe
CHORUS [Red 1] {Misfit}
They say that everybody got
the problems that a nigga go through
it's forever real
'cause some scars can never heal
I'd rather throw the cards in and pray I get a better deal
guns excite
used to ignore me (yep) realized I was nice
Now it's no one left here to write my life story
Ninety-five rappers shelled like pearls
Hit by genocide, I
to eat and get to stay for more
If your sure that you want to get touched
Fuckin' with the one hon like no problem
Hang for a few, then we get
They Stay Up On The Feature
I See My Nigga In Da Traffic, Wassuppeee!!
Brotha By Anotha Motha, First Cuz, Worst Bloody
I Miss Big With The Husky Brusky
I become, we get it done by any means
In here I feel it, I'm just waitin
And money make me nervous, my hands shakin
I said geer, I feel it, them
doctor doctor help me please
I got this problem come over me
And I just can't shake it (i just can't seem
To shake this thing off up me, now help me)
Sophie's losing weight by the minute
How did things get this bad?
Sophie's family, they don't understand it
Gave her all that they had
And her sister
For The Night!
House Full Of People, But You Always By Your Self
It's a Damn Shame Ain't Nobody There To Give You Help
You Dream Of Wealth But You
her car with the personalised plates,
That lady in lace, collecting her mail,
while her husband waits by the door, watching his girl, watching me next
Yeah yeah one time (Uh Oh) your right Baby D be checking in
by A-T-L (Uh Oh)
With my home boy, Bone Crusher
(Uh Oh) and a my homie Dru,
two, oh c'mon
Voice of Disgust
Speaks of vain intolerance
To children taught to kneel and pray
Doctors pulling legs and arms
Piece by piece
Young mothers problem
you Black, it's all trap
I was tryna solve all the family shit
Same time gettin' robbed by my management
Same time arguing wit' shawty gettin' mad
that we can't say
Long as we stand by one another, shit gon' be okay
We go as far as I go in the shit, guess I'm the transmission
Corona shit then
money on table, then Ima kill then
Fuck that we can get em up, I’ll drill each nigga 1 by 1, I’ll eat a slug for my son, made realer than these niggaz
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