Lyrics:
911 Porsche it got me torquin' on that interstate
Uh, I know I'm covered up by God's grace
Paintin' all these pictures so vividly
How I illustrate,
what to make of it
I don't know if I could've understood either
You telling me...a virgin expectant?
Please, find me the verse, let me read it
The truth
on the bike rack
My first day in junior high, this kid said
"Just you and I, three o'clock sharp this afternoon you die"
I looked at my watch it was one
me
[Ken Dawg]
Hoes stayin' up
Close enough for ya to let ya know
It's do or die forever, ridin' together (we're ridin' together)
'Til the day
Sitting at the three-stair
While we let sublime play
Living in the moment
Yeah we kicked it every day
Now we've grown up
Most of us moved away
Things ain't
Life doesn't get any easier
We just get stronger
We are blessed
By the Grace of God
5 4 3 2
I used to get bullied and never recovered fully, never
of the chicken? what is it missin', is it dry?
Did it die in some inhumane conditions so it didn't go relaxed
And attention from its demise pulled all
was treated like an outcast
Inhale the good vibes, exhale the bad vibes, let it die
It doesn't serve any purpose into the present moment
There's only
at 8 it's go take all day
From the beginning its never ending
Girl number 1 you're still the one
Girl number 2 I still love you
Girl number 3 wish it
that flow
And it sound like dough
Then it let you know, boy
It's gotta be us
We been rocking these beats since the early 90s
If you don't know me, man
he freak that flow
And it sound like dough
Then it let you know, boy
It's gotta be us
We been rocking these beats since the early 90s
If you don't
That wasn't the way she was raised
She'd rather pass on this day than be a caste away
Getting hit by bare fists and leather whips
"May I feel no pain"
die here
Will I rise to the sky
Don't let me drown
Don't let me die
Every day's a mental battle
Every night my brain is rattled
Fighting my own mind's
Days gone by
Thought I had my mind made
BX starting five but they was playing me sideways
Came in this game with a few amigos and padres
But they gone
trust
For then He will deliver you from the Snare of the fowler and
From the deadly pestilence
Yea Yea
The Lord with me let's get it poppin yea
Wait til
at the news like, "Damn I was just with him after school"
No shop class but half the school got a tool
And a "I could die any day"-type attitude
Plus his
lets ride nigga
we gettin high realize they all die nigga
them Hot Boys started ridin
{B.G.}
we gonna fire nigga wet em real good
Or reason not to stop and stoop and slow your pace
And as you go out of your way
With kindness let another day
Live a creature foundered may
It could speak
way
I remember days
That I would praise
Cause I would get his grace
Reading my bible
Getting deeper in this shit
It wasnt long before the church
me awake
I hope all my nigga swim I pray
I be fresh as hell if I should die today
Leave my legacy if I should ever leave
Lord don't let my demons keep
survive
I'll be taking this until the day I die
Two ways to make me high
Imma make that a triple tonight
I'm captivated by
Anything to make this right
So I
the day I came into the game
Nigga was all me
took a leap of faith
and never let these muthaF+++ers entrap me.
I came by grace of God
and nuthing
oh (don't)
Wake up
Let's make the race
It may favour because by his grace
We die some day
And I hope that day
It's gonna be so amazing
(Like you
that brooklyn shit
It's the day
Yeah we gonna da that shit
We gonna give it to them in style right'
Yeah yeah
China, who we rock one for
Who we rock
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