Lyrics:
Swingin' with this here stud you need practice
I'm leaving floods of blood on your mattress
I'll leave you holdin' your swollen backside and rollin'
Washed ashore hollow and vacant
Two of a kind by the gods awaken
A man and a maiden both created
By three siblings their gifts demonstrated
Life was
Pussy boy wanted beef with me over Galactic acquisition
Called his mistress over and put 10 inches on her forehead like Payton Manning
I'm a street
The circle of bones has been sealed,
Prepared for these most ancient rites.
Three virgin cunts arrested by chains,
Gut them like pigs,
Let their
club, shoot, stab, sell crack
Straight like that
We eat, sleep, shit street life
Straight like that
We get knocked by the same ?
Straight like that
[Intro: CreateLadyJ]
To discover the end, a journey must start at the beginning
And this is where it really gets started...
[Chorus: CreateLadyJ,
I’m with now
Ain’t no change in my style
I been living like this for a while
Crazy, I took me a mile
I was given only inches to determine how my life
of Beverly Beverly
[Lil Bing]
Two joints be smellay in my Cadi
Drivin badly ti Cali
Hastled by federalis
Drippin candy
Sippin brandy
Twenty inches look
and think
I lose myself in a cradle of a sadistic hate
I slowly shake
It rings in my blood, and I salivate
Like a chorus of cats in heat,
For
heart by three simple vision
[The Visions:]
The first was a planet engulfed by the sea
No dry land in sight, not a mountain or tree
No rock jutted out
heart by three simple vision
[The Visions:]
The first was a planet engulfed by the sea
No dry land in sight, not a mountain or tree
No rock jutted out
And before I could God
There we were one-two-three-four-five seconds
Her on the floor me on the floor
When she and I
Stared at each other
As we may have stared
on TV could never be me
More than rims and inches, talking limbs and lynching's
Cut from the cloth of the cotton that my granny picked
Work like
never be me
More than rims and inches, talking limbs and lynching's
Cut from the cloth of the cotton that my granny picked
Work like an amputee, ain't
to colonels
Releasin' thermonuclear heat that burns you firmly
And permanently upon this journey
Through the journal of the book of life
Those who took
again so I'm perfected
Completely washed by Your blood
Through the mountains I journey pondering where my help will come from
I know You'll never leave me
3. CRY FOR THE RAIN
(Music: YUHKI | Lyrics: YUHKI)
Down the freeway into the night, the road glows as I speed
Raindrops streaking down the glass,
Ridin this journey never slowing down
I'm beating the odds, I'm wearing my crown
My foot on the gas, I'm chasing the dreams fuelin my passion burstin
still alive, shit is different
Yo a door closes while another
Slowly inches open
Try not to overthink it and blow it
But when the time is really right
And all that time that 187 was on my mind
Shot the man in cold blood
And I knew his momma saw the drive-by
Design, and there ain't no tv until you see
Good mornIng LIfe
You got me wakIng up before 5:39
To run across a brIdge and draw my lIne
Blue RIver gIvIng shIvers whIle I'm strollIng by
Over my
of genies and smoke me for 3 wishes
I'm feeling vicious
Sid
Vicious kinda vicious yeah
I'm sickened by existence
But a kiss from mama mistress keeps me fit
take a look at the bodies, they’re covered in blood
Shit this a real shame, let’s burry 'em in the mud
("What did you just say?")
Shoutout to N.W.A., If
hoes on me, i push 'em aside
Playerground boy, rules i don't abide
Barely 3 inches but she still wanna ride
Me and the gang go bussing
Don't wanna be
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