Lyrics:
tears) Only if you was in this game
(I'm cryin gangsta tears) You'd feel the whirlwind blow you
[Nas]
My daily dose is ferocious
I smoke dope, just
Some days go by, I wish I was famous
Or maybe religious, so I could go to heaven
Just like you
I can have a big house, complain about taxes
(MuchoGotIt)
We just pulled up on 'em, we just got 'em by chance
Thought he was a general, we got his five stars
I cannot be winnin' and I let
to the trunk of his car (and what he get?)
He got his gun and they start runnin' hard
He started firing and then he just charged
(Blaow) Run, nigga, run,
you're just a freak like me (word?) (You're just like me)
If I had one wish in the world, I swear to God (uh)
It would be for girls to rock pearls,
mean to murk him, your gun's a virgin
Streets are full of them, read the bulletin
Accident murderer
You just a accident murderer
Accident murderer,
Black
remember me from way back?
we used to go to school together
man, I got your number from Heather
she said you sell guns, I got beef I wanna see
us, just for one day
I, I can remember (I remember)
Standing, by the wall (by the wall)
And the guns, shot above our heads (over our heads)
And we
us together
We can steal time
Just for one day, we could be heroes
Forever and ever, what do you say?
I, I wish you could swim
Like
Born into the ghetto, 1991
Just a happy child playin' beneath the summer sun
A vacant lot's his playground
By 12 he's got a gun
The odds are bet
21 and heartbroken
21 and heartbroken
Can we do that again?
He was so cool and so smart
I was captured by his smile
My friends said that I shouldn't
a blur
Mother cried, put they hands on her, it was family ties
I heard it all, I should've grabbed a gun, but I was only five
I still feel it weighin'
time
I just wish that they could
understand
that I had no choice whether
or not
to put a gun in my hand
I just wish that they could
understand
I don't
Though I can tell you about it
But don't mind my gun by the bed
I feel kind of naked without it
And it eases the fear in my head.
Just pass me
And gun's on tour buses always belong to the rapper, uh
(Live by it you die by it)
My little man ride around strapped
Hunting for an OP he can catch
about the good times
I wish, I could just go back to the days I'm speakin' of
When a friend would meet you and a smile would greet you
What this ol'
had made us
Well, I can't, well, I can
Too much, too late, or just not enough of this
Pain in my heart for your dying wish
I'll kiss your lips again
about our comfort
they want us to vote and consume
fuck off
CHORUS
your life is guns and drugs
it came suddenly
but your life is just guns and drugs
red
And we're introducing the starting lineup
We're gonna introduce now the North Clayton Eagles
Coached by James Gwynn
His starters, number 21
And we're introducing the starting lineup
We're gonna introduce now the North Clayton Eagles
Coached by James Gwynn
His starters, number 21
and love me again
No, I can't tell you about it
But don't mind my gun by the bed
I feel kinda naked without it
And it eases the fears in my head
So
and big bro all at once
Just left the lab with young 21 Savage
I'm 'bout to go and meet Jigga for lunch
Had a long talk with the young nigga Kodak
He got retribution
He got loaded guns
Uses silver bullets in the chamber
And shoots them just for fun
He got the solution
Got long lasting
I call it, it's full of shit
A toilet can help quick, the government help?
No, just put us on death row
Just give us some more guns
Then give us some
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