Lyrics:
Glock 23
Say, I can't wait 'til my big brother
Catch your ass in the Creek
But I'm still slidin' down Jackson with
Lil' Yo in the rental
She was ugly, but
stay 'till they come
Your ho just smoke up your grass yeah
Your last yeah
Just been spent sixty racks on taxes
Just last year
Got me back sellin' bags
If a nigga do me grimey, he just beat me to the backdoor
Been through it once, so ain't too much that I'll fall for
If you call em brother, keep yo
necks severed, fuckin' zombies for rocks
Another jumped my back and we went through the glass into the parking lot
He tried to kill me, he told me "Gimme
Just leave me now
What are you waiting for ?
Baby, come break me down
You look so hot but your heart is made of ice
You never take me down into your
merely choosing by whom we
Want to be cheated (Thugs)
Republican or Socialist Party
Put your promises back in your Hermès bags
(Thugs) you never knew
motha fucka
Let me take a hit (Ok)
Now let me take another
I'm falling and I can't stand up
My dad used to tell me man up
Me and my brother put the gloves
the window gaspin'
Now if you feel me tell me whose that creepin' for your head
This goes out to all of you suckas
Includin' you crossers
Includin' you
The style
of the rap makes your hands clap Take care sucker 'cause the lines
are
strapped They mean business no time for play If you bite a line they
See Get the doe
We nigga ride up in Show
And take it back on a side
Like 20 Hours ago My
Brother still on the running
Cause popo dey all the road
So much more peaceful than living a life pieced together by defeat
Defeat
Defeat who me? Oh no you must be mistaken
Because you see
I didn't ask for
am walking through the morning
I wish you were caught by now
I'm afraid of what they'll find
Take the box of magic
Lay it in the back of your mind
your little heart and maybe sleep a tiny bit more
Oh maybe we should read more into the books that we adore
Perhaps we should drink less vitamin c
on your own
Ain't nobody fuckin' with me, you can tell by the tone
Gotta lotta women waitin' by they phone all alone
But I'm here for ya
When I get
turns into a lethal weapon (Ding!)
Take this lesson, to your next session
I suggest, you practice with the freshman
Sophomore, junior, then come check
Littered with regret
And a truth that lies somewhere
Out there off around
The bend
Do you mind if I see?
Mind if I found my way back
Into your arms again?
Do
mean you ain't my brother
You desire all the glory you desire all the fame
You just want a bunch of nothing I desire for a change of your heart
Turn away
I was cuttin' seventeen and I was only payin' five
A week went by, and a nigga took that dry
Back to H Town, with re up about to score me nine
they in perfect
I keep you so close to my heart, I ain't
Styling , you're my dynamite
Baby, let me hold your hands
You ain't got nothing to worry
Cause
to Go
My Heart is A Stone
Stop Take By Force
We Just Bunch of Robots
We Just Listen to Command
Dont Sad Cause Waste The Parts of Me
I Give it Up And Still
my presence, ain't no kick boxin'
Big ol' player and your old lady wanna sit by me
Watch from Denver, Colorado got my wrist rockin'
Pray for
up into you
Is it color of your hair
Or the smell everytime you pass me by
That makes me want to drop to the floor
Or walk into a door
Would you open
your back
But for so long, I was like a wounded hound
Backed into a chain-link fence
The world at large was just a big, mean kid
Poking me through
whole world
Chase your dreams
Hold on to memories
Take care of your brothers
Maybe someday me
Be like your mama
And never like me
I'll always have your
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