Lyrics:
the ground
Hustle harder until secret indictment time came around
And you can look up and down the streets and I can't be found
Put in twenty-four hour
the ground
Hustle harder until secret indictment time came around
And you can look up and down the streets and I can't be found
Put in twenty-four hour
so tight
Turn
Turn by turn
Break 'em on the wheel
Four-and-twenty blackbirds baked in a pie
Speech for a tooth. Sight for an eye
Turn
Turn by turn
and I mail the load
No I do not fuck with federals
All these hunnids, and they came in full
Hundred thousand like I sold my soul
Twenty four, yeah I been
there was a boy named Jake, cotton farmer in Alabama
Now, this man named Jake, he had twenty nine slaves
Only three wives though, that's pretty good for
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on where in life
Then the real answer no so dont ask no questions
Cuz i been up by 1000s and ive been up by 100s and ive been up by 20s and ive been up by 0s
judgement
Tried by jury of my peers but where the judge went?
What will my legacy be?
Who will my enemy be?
In due time as I write this rhyme
I don't
Poking at my problems, I know how to solve 'em
With a ski mask, automatic or revolver
A slave is one whose power and authority is ruled over by another
the Midwest blunted
Pitchforks held high, four fifth by the stomach
You can find me right now, on the C.A. streets
I'm on the roof, of the building, shooting
I sit alone in my four-cornered room staring at candles
Oh that shit is on?
Let me drop some shit like this here, real smooth
At night I can't
says, "Pig Pen, I got me a good idea.
Them Friends a' Jesus gonna save us!
"So praise the Lord and Mister Ford,
And follow that micra-bus, ten-four
it up when things grow old
All I have in this world is my heart and my soul
Lay my life down for it 'cause they both made of gold
Twenty-four
grow old
All I have in this world is my heart and my soul
Lay my life down for it 'cause they both made of gold
Twenty-four karats, twenty
A pleasure.
So is everything OK, is everything working as we planned?
Everything is working out, very nicely.
Do you have the cash, twenty-thousand dollars?
twenty-four K golden frame
Even if the sky falls down, it starts to rain
It's always sunny in the hall of fame
And my eleven year old self would be proud
outside with twenty-five fries
(Grr)
I slapped me a rapper, he ran to the feds
Now he's outside rappin' 'bout
Too much pride (Uh, huh)
He lied, he lied
worth twenty sixteens)
Smoke four-two oh with twenty-six teens
Fast forward four years
That's twenty-six G's
Ha ha haha, fuckin' bitches
While I'm puffin'
the vibes"
Ld's back, they ain't comin' outside (you know)
You ain't had beef then gripped on a burger
And stepped outside with twenty-five fries (grr)
I
(16th Killer)
I was at the lugger club posting
Right off 85
Right there by Rock Legion Memorial Drive
I had a long week, now it's the weekend
Tin turn ma mic up, Uhn
So you could judge me by the likes I get
Or you could judge me by the mics I check
Nigga whachu expect
That I'mmo havta I
Never in puddles
Not in my cards
Better friends
Girl by my side
Remember when I didn't think I'd make it past twenty five
Remember when I didn't wanna
three to twenty twenty four
Three six five for the loaf
Only bout God when you hear me boast
Workin for heaven I'm filled with the Ghost
Bible on me man
than twenty four hours later how do you feel?"
Well
Since you asked
I feel like you have the most beautiful aura I've ever been blessed to encounter
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