Lyrics:
On a cold misty night
On the corner of Haight
She stood with a Colt 45
The gun in her hand
Awaiting her man
A victim to take by surprise
On a cold misty night
On the corner of Haight
She stood with a Colt forty-five.
The gun in her hand
Awaiting her man
A victim to take by
stoped defining where we stand
I couldn't see beyond ideals of being lead if your my man
Knowing how im working best but if I have to switch it up
Just
told you so
True
Ma Reme and Repe
Ma one and only super parents The plan was clear
But life no dey fair
By nah so man be geh foh don hamma
Money be geh
the blueprint to love you like I took advice from Jay Z
No disrespect but yo last man was a chump and you can tell him I said it
He see you happy wit ya soulmate
Look who has joined (joint), it's my legacy (leg a sea) on
See (sea) how I walked on water with crutches, you sank
Should I read on, uh, who sanctioned
(Ha)
Guess you loving on a self made man
Got my heart tied up with the Benjamins
I need a hottie little mommy in the back of my Benz
Bumping heads when
Man ---
Boss Man
Jefe De Negocios
Legitimate Business Man
Mafia Boss
Took The Whole Game
By The Muthafucking Balls
CIA Flying Across The States
In
of what's happening, there are people who are threatened by it
They understand, they understand the big picture, if this keeps growing, they'll be displaced
letter by letter
Never regret a thing
Sing a song you (I) might
Listen to all these thoughts
Whose thoughts are you listening to
In a direction towards
fucking ugly.
I fuckin' love it.
Took this nigga by his throat and fuckin' cut it and thought nothin' of it.
It's simple insanity.
Just a murderous
we're gonna suck our own dicks
Wait, what?
What?
That's disgusting!
No, it's not
Hey, look, it's Shy Ronnie and Reba!
It's a celebration and we're
Welcome to the meth lab, listen, it's time to cook
Not confessions of a video vixen, we by the book
Start the fire, I can tell what you thinkin' just by
(F) G G7
And stand up like a man so tall and free
F
Then you'll be the one to say
C C/b Am
Oh darlin', can't
in
Can't you see it's a cryin' shame?
(Forgive them)
Leadership fails before it begins
Motivated by personal gains
(Forgive them)
Tempers flare
out to all the refugee gangs around the world
Signal, signal, y'all need to chill with the drive-by's
It was the fourth of July I heard the cherry bomb
You can tell by the way we move sweet moves
You can tell by the way we groove sweet grooves
When you see it's overrated that you do what you do
Man I
Gotta get em
Here's an ism
Pacifism
My minds my prison
A cloudy prism
Partly pristine
Muddied
By the obscene
Still making a scene
Strange to think
us
How da shit could be
So we out here in da streets
Looka me
I'm out here thiggin by my loansome
All my niggaz poppin pills yea dey on sumn
We
and coke
And all they rap about now is bags, stacks, and hoes
What the fuck, it's like intelligence done a backstroke
1 percent talent and 99 percent looks
of where I've been
When a man pulled up beside me, and told me to get in
Where you headed son, I heard the old man say
I don't know it's to early to tell
more like meditation
On a theme of make believe I'm steady chasing
Making conversation with the man upstairs
But I don't hear a reply, wonder why I even
to be money, money, money, money
Look at the lovely modern man kicking cans
Down the street as if his broad had none
He's on some hopped up shit with
to the mountain top
Lets just hope I don't get caught by the
Woman who can turn you to a statue with a look
Oh man I can't stop
All you do is flop
All I do is flip
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