Lyrics:
they'll still talk about us when we've died.
JESUS
The end...is just a little harder, when brought about by friends.
For all you care, this wine
Oh oh oh
Oh oh oh
Oh oh oh
Separated, I cut myself clean from a past
That comes back in my darkest of dreams
Been apprehended by a spiritual
Just peep this, preach us, teach us, Jesus
Okay, look up now, they done stole your streetness
After all of that, you receive this
Good morning
shapes the land
The way the hammer shapes the hand
Gleaming faces in the checkout counter at the Church of Fame
The lucky winners cheer Casino Nation
All
LaFlame, he in sicko mode
Woo, made this here with all the ice on in the booth
At the gate outside, when they pull up, they get me loose
Yeah, Jump Out
immediately
freezen
while you breathen
and you'll be leavin
in the recieven room
in the seat of a jesus
you hate on this
we'll be waiting on eight corners
employ
I shoot 12 rounds, now Jr. Jones Roy
Y'all so backwards, I don't do Backwoods, I'm a swisher man
8 in the mornin' you bouta get found by
the door nigga,
Bone Thugs got a story that's similar to Mike Jones
You can ask my homies
I'm memba back in the days they didn't want me
Now I blew up
You know he started to base at a hell a pace
And now it's a disgrace,he's got the pipe in his face
For twenty-four seven a terrible Jones
To objects and their fields
A ragged cup, a twisted mop
The face of Jesus in my soup
Those sinister dinner deals
The meal trolley's wicked wheels
A hooked
Yeah motherfuckers
That's what y'all want right
That ol' gangsta, that ol' gangsta
Check it out now yo, yo
All I need, bomb ass freak nigga
Set! (Killah!)
[Cam'Ron (Jim Jones)]
Yo baby yo, Hey, you, yes give me a kiss
You better make it fast, I know you like what's on my wrist
(Now y'all
Set! (Killah!)
[Cam'Ron (Jim Jones)]
Yo baby yo, Hey, you, yes give me a kiss
You better make it fast, I know you like what's on my wrist
(Now y'all
a blunt rolled up
Chocolate Thai got me right
Yeah I Cocoa Puff -
Time to time? Shit, I'm high all day
Like the sun
You could catch me in the sky all day
Bitch, I spit that Eazy-E, face to face, Smack DVD
I don't got no time for hanging out and all that E-T-C
Just cut the check, C-T-C, Godbody my physique
I succeed
Yeah, yeahhh, and this is how victory tastes
So I'm a spit in ya face kevin
Singing ay yo oo ohh (ohh) ay yo oohh (ayy)
Ay yo oo ohh (So
I suc-ceed
Yeahhh, yeahhh, and this is how victory tastes
So I'ma spit in ya face!!!
Kevin!
[Chorus - Kevin Rudolf & (Lil Wayne)]
Singing ay yo oo
found him there in an old black suit
And on his face was a smile of content
But all the money they could find on him
Was a quarter and a copper cent
keep you right by me
Jesus tell us was this all part of your plan
Crushing burning to the earth
Hold you tight even if it's hurts
Our mind raise
time to unwind
So much pressure in this life of mine
I cry at times I once contemplated suicide
And woulda' tried but when I held that 9, all I could
(true)
This is true Manchu, and who you, fams too?
Better have they face in the game like the Blue Man Group
I know you smell me (woo), I make it funky
Already bitch
Trunk full of yay bitch, PA to H Town nigga
Get on yo' money motherfucker
It's really goin down in the South
Sweet Jones biatch!
(Uh)
That faces legal
Corruption with some of the most expensive
Campaigns in the world and many
Critiques of US foreign
Policy, which brings us to
This 1996
the house
Jenny Jones A.K.A. Shawnna
Same ol' charge, wanted in 8 states
What's yo story this time?
Oh yes, yo' honor I see we talkin' again
I have no
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