Lyrics:
walk through fire
You, you've grown roots in a wasteland
Souls that blossom and unite
As they roam my barren hides
Now come to the temple my child
life
Gotta live a gangstas life gangstas life
Look, what's up motherfuckers it's
Ya boy Nipsey Hussle
The neighbor banger that'll make
The dope double
my Oo la la
So just keep it movin'
Up front I wanna see the face you make when you cum
I wanna fuck ya' like it's never been done
We could bump uglies
late for me
There's no way I can't live by you
Baby you drown me in your drags
So baby now
Im lost in you
Don't know where to look
No I don't
So baby
put on a live strip show just you and me
But girl, I'm lookin' at them lips though like who is he?
They ain't never seen a whip, clothes or jewelry
So
Why wasn't they able to control this?
I know some folk that live by the levee
That keep on telling me they heard explosions
Same shit happened back
the wet, 'cause
Ya better swallow ya project
They have you scared to throw up ya hood on ya own set, 'cause
I'm talking bout those boys running from cops
seen this before
Res life been war
I been the lab just creating this dab
Wrote rap by the stove
Hundred pens thousand notes
Gave up the hustle kept some
then scat
Movin on up to the top of the map
'cause gangstas'll be here 'til the Curl come back
This is our world - land of the gangsta macks
Patrolled by
cut lumber
The forest that I loved so dear had up and gone away
So I went to find my darling, she was waiting by the water
Her skin smooth
Droppin fast who's next, next to get wet
By the reign of the tech-knowledgy, follow me
Open up wide now, swallow me, every calorie
Is reality the truth,
my skin
Wake the storm that lives within
Mend my broken bones
Don't make me wake up from this dream
Oh my sweet flower child
You put the stars into my
you're the one
But you can be my Lovewoman
My Lovewoman
My Lovewoman
My Lovewoman
These things live in me after they bloom
Blossoms, made of me and you
with the free soul
(The)...Other one is maybe you so
Move ! Same direction !!
Mov'in up with the free soul
Move ! Same direction !!
Mov'in up with
grade, selling eighths.
Stashin paper movin low key, play the scene.
I move accordingly, now running things, I studied up, I know the streets, familiar
hear 'bout (for what?)
They talkin' that subliminal shit, tryna make me click out
Pull up by your chick house, turn it to a click house (yeah)
Catch
nigga, attackin' ya.
These 4-5 hollow tips will have you backin' up.
I only do my dirt at night like dracula.
I'm wanted by the feds, these
Slayed are those who fell victim to the bite
A drug controlled substance, contained in a vial
Set up by the devil as he looks and he smiles
Good
and sacrifices
Makin' deals with the Devil in exchange to be the nicest
You're dead like your flesh was eaten by maggots and lices
Y'all witness the change, now
your friends
Can I see you in the front row
Raise your hands
Bounce, baby bounce
Keep movin' it
What's up girl
What's happenin'
On the way to my
Straight up off Gonzalo dope
Reminiscing days I sold the bags for cash and
Keep it ten toed
Watch the way the you movin keep it tatic nigga keep a pole
Money
Aha
Uhm
1, 2, now
Round here they sing broken hymns
The prayers flow better when I'm soaked they're gin
The air is rusty and sits in the corner
Bad
Baby Joe gon' shoot
If you go broke now they ain't gon' do shit for you
Can't give up now, nigga this the life I choose
Back in 8th grade, I swear I
the lies the lies
No lie no lie I really tried
To show you how I truly live by
Some how some how
I cannot let go
The lies the lies the lies
Ive been movin
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