Lyrics:
Better do your research
Feeling like I fell out of the sky and landed feet first
My squad go hard, my squad go concrete, watch my team work
Hell yea,
amongst the stars,
But we gettin' mad chave in this life we live
Mtv's comin' over just to film my "Crib"
Man fuck them other kids That's how I feel
I
stay soft
It's mayor, Adolf
School your army, ya squad weak
Remove four camps when I say
Pumpin arms like nor plants
I conquer and hold
Home sweet
stay soft
It's mayor, Adolf
School your army, ya squad weak
Remove four camps when I say
Pumpin arms like nor plants
I conquer and hold
Home sweet
It started when we were little kids
Free spirits, but already tormented by our own hands
Given to us by our parents
We got together and wrote
and rule before I die. Kids will play, kids will wander every day farther from home.
Hold us close, mother and father! Friends don’t leave our friends
song
Though some of us have been poisoned
Many of us have been blessed
And through the worst shit
That we all as people go through
Every blessing
feelin' like a needle to these young kids
You had the world, you about to leave it to these young kids
And we gonna show you what the love is
Stay
wasn't fucking impressed
Who's the nigga with the big mouth
I live your ass erect and bit off with a lion's mouth
Your hypeman sound like a bitch that
niggas, now, playa what it be like?
When will niggas see they got us bleedin' with three strikes
Can't seem to focus hopeless, with violent thoughts I
at my day job, talking bout the date room
They may drown me, my shadow too vicious
Can't keep 'em around me, hide 'em under the hoody
He live like
like us
Say they ready for the funk, but I don't think they knowin'
Straight to the depths of Hell is where those cowards goin'
Well, are you still
shit, I pull your valve from out your breast kid
Mess with shit like this, after God blessed it
The whole world lookin' at me
Watching and waiting
(man).
We got lives, we want to live nice too
We got moms, dads, wives, kids just like you
But our options are few it hell in high school
When your helping
I be the worst like nick
To all them m.c. thugs
Like them four little kids
And the teacher gettin' plugged
I don't give a fuck style
Tell me
the building by Miuccia
Herzog and De Meuron in an office out in Basel
No not Miami, Switzerland (ahahaha)
Kids see ghosts sometimes
Kids see ghosts
Platinum status (what? What?)
Yeah, what up, what up?
Stick around
Yo, I plan to live a life of glamour like my man Tony Montana
Stand and pose in
the life that we live for us
Get rid of the life that we live for us
Multiply by trust, divide by trust
It equals love, equals love
You're part of the math
like air
The flyest fly bids is swellin' the inside
The locest loc kids left they Glocks in the ride
Hoodlums in the house gettin' they flams
The Lord lives among us
The youngest hunger become a means to get it
By any ways necessary, under pressure
Children feeling lesser, with the steel up
I mean you just hurting my feelings (man)
We got lives, we want to live nice too
We got moms, dads, wise kids just like you
But I ? a few, its hell
like you crazy, he got classic shit
[Verse 2]
Its the killa kid from the bronx
Holdin down to the death
You can hear the squad comin
By the sound
leads me to think that
You really don't like him
But let me find out that
She ain't into the kid
Man I tell her I'm from Tribe
So I Indian-give
Go while
Everything in this world is just love
I know you probably love the bar, right
You love to live that big dog life
You love to live just like a youngin'
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