Lyrics:
wanna face it alone
I need to look deep down in your eyes
And know you're home
Gonna throw my arms around you
And hold you tight
Gonna throw my arms
to blow up
Don't you dare bite my rhymes, I'll make you throw up
Poison soaked in an acid bath
Swallow homeboy, your throat'll need a skin graft
Toss it
mug, gotta get my loot up
Bet your bitch get fucked if I ever met her
Bet your ditch get dug if you ever step up
One by one, I push 'em down, fat
to stung
It's the ethics, the rigorous training methods
Of the Abbott, incite overseas to opposition
Penetrates then infiltrates
Breakin down your
down
Just whisper, don't make a sound
Don't want the world to know the truth
You've been broken and abused, by you
And Amy says
I see YOU laughing
declared his arm public enemy number one
Now throw your hands in the air,if you want to party hard
Now put your hands back down,everybody's,'cause
You
playing by the rules.
The gods may throw a dice, their minds as cold as ice,
And someone way down here loses someone dear.
The winner takes it all,
Where my niggas? (Where my niggas at?)
Where my niggas at? (All my real niggas throw your mothafuckin' hands up, come on)
Where my niggas? Where my-
said (alright)
And I live by the coast of Nostra Cit' (yeah)
Fuck around I'll knock your shoulder from your head (nigga)
Get it right I'm a soldier
I'm crying inside, I shout
My vocal cords won't permit me, I scream, but it's not aloud
You put your arm around Mama to calm her, wow
I just thought
Bone-crushing niggas like a football team
Under a new regime, The old we throw it out
Spin back the hammer, let the lord sort 'em out
Keep your gun cocked,
to this
Now throw it up, raise it up for that gangsta shit
Now Blood walk to this, now crips walk to this
Now throw it up, raise it up for that gangsta
Carry you down
I'll carry you...
Down and out we've been through it all
In the cold and lonely winter
While you throw it all away
I am here by your side
permanent stares
Shut down the party with the cut down shottie
Make doctor, cut down your body
Keep a hammer fuck a strong arm robbery
I blast, I push
Where my niggas? (Where my niggas at?)
Where my niggas at? (All my real niggas throw your mothafuckin' hands up, come on)
Where my niggas? Where my-
and it's comin' to your town
It's done by the people who can really throw down
You don't need to be a queen or a jack of spades
It's done by the brothers
they dicks?)
Yo them same two, drivin' your whip, fuckin your bitch
(Hold me down son!) Yo, I hold you down with the pound
(You got a lot
the machine
Got this money up, with no caffeine
Prepare me is Kerosene struck by
A bunch of lightening
You looking at me then your sight seeing
And what that
Commence when I throw these darts at these rappers
Ricochet, hit the charts, bloody your matress
Hold me down, Wu bloodkin, I'm goin in
Shootin bullets
playing by the rules.
The gods may throw a dice, their minds as cold as ice,
And someone way down here loses someone dear.
The winner takes it all,
Well back up the boat, throw the cooler in the middle,
Got a lot of time, gonna kill us a little.
Gonna sink it down deep to the bottom
to microphones, bones fracture
Limited edition composition spark friction
Non-fiction, the calm bomb keep your arm distant
Zero tolerance, dominant intelligence
said (alright)
And I live by the coast of Nostra Cit' (yeah)
Fuck around I'll knock your shoulder from your head (nigga)
Get it right I'm a soldier
to microphones, bones fracture
Limited edition composition spark friction
Non-fiction, the calm bomb keep your arm distant
Zero tolerance, dominant intelligence
Discuss these throw down your arms by sinad oconnor Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In