Lyrics:
and brand 'em
Soon we'll be livin' high and wide
My heart's calculatin'
My true love will be waitin'
Be waitin' at the end of my ride
Move 'em on, head
Yeah
(To da break of dawn)
All my sex involved
As we get funky
Rhymes so bizarre
Everybody knows
When it come to a situation like this
My friend showed me pictures of his kids
And all I could show him was pictures of my cribs
He said his daughter got a brand new report card (card)
is
Just a place to be
The Statue of Liberty
Outside of Birmingham
Stands by the highway
And raises its lily white hand
To bless all who pass
champagne like soda, poppin' red bitches like cola
Trunk beat like Eardrummers
Sremm killed the haters, God bless 'em
Mothafuckas still all in my bone
it's just rhymin'
But all this time it's like organized crimin'
For instance, there was a time when there was a line
Between streets and business, but
a hate or a fag
Double are D-Block daddy, Jada and Drag
[Chorus: x 2]
[Drag]
I was hated by many, loved by few
But respected by all, so fuck all
on back, ready for the long haul
Tossed by the winds and the seas
I'll drag 'em all down to hell and I'll stand 'em at the wall
I'll sell 'em to their
it's just rhymin'
But all this time it's like organized crimin'
For instance, there was a time when there was a line
Between streets and business, but
with all these gloomy lunatics
Who walk around depressed and smoke a pound of cess a day
And yesterday went by so quick it seems like it was just today
That chick ain't bad she a monster
That ain't her man he a sponsor
Bands sittin on bands sittin on
Bands sittin on
That chick cappin need an Oscar
behind your back
Sayin' we all look the same, huh
God bless America, home of the brave
I'd rather dress to make a woman stare
I'm puttin'
petty, ask Tony
By the time y'all hear this shit he might not even be...
Brand new, brand new, brand new, brand new, brand new, brand new, brand new, brand
got through 'em all
But I've never been hurt this bad
You're making plans with a brand new man
And the pain is driving me mad
I've had to bite
in the crack house
Shout out to my niggas keeping millions in the stash house
Know we fucking all the baddest bitches, make 'em tap out
Mixing all
of the killer of my uncle Ray
And she's tryna calm my nerves, as I observe this is just one day
And what tomorrow has in store, we could never be sure, so all
the streams are swollen
Keep them doggies rollin', rawhide
Through rain an' wind an' weather
Hellbent for leather
Wishin' my gal was by my side
All the things
I'd like to make special, special dedication
To all of special, special people
That did all special, special things
Especially in the name
I left my mama down at Psycho Suzie's
I left her hangin' out with some old floozy
They just stayed out all night
They had a doozie
I'm tellin' you
'em low, hit 'em low
If I hit 'em high, hit 'em high, hit 'em high
And you hit 'em low, hit 'em low, hit 'em low
Yo, God bless
Pick up your chest
rawhide
Through rain and wind and weather hell bent for leather
Wishin' my gal was by my side
All the things I'm missin' good fiddles love and kissin'
Are
money nigga thats for certain
These niggas ain't bout that work
These niggas ain't bout that work
I'm talkin' brand new choppas (Straight up)
45
the burner for a brand new earner
Blue collar
Drop em if it ain't the right colour
Know em man all fuckin big cap
All show no flow on the fuckin big snaps
so my soul
is a threat to all mankind. Born to kill, I'm wicked by nature, 'cause the streets of my neighborhood breed young hellraisers. A
30.06
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