Lyrics:
ten
Kill a sound bwoy every time me hold a pen
Viper dem ah viper me no tek dem friend
Listen err what Come again
What number you rate dem lyric deh ten
By The Police
She Gone Hide The Glock In Her Purse She O.G 0h 0h 0.G
Call Me Whenever You Feel Like You Need Me
I'M A G But Every Once In A While
a nigga don't care then
Word to God, he made me bright
Word to God, man he gave me breath
Police out here tryna give you life
Streets out here tryna give
to test my shit
I'm feeling so lavish, I tell 'em quit cappin'
You're talking to a man with nine years of the practice
Take your MAGA hat off, I'mma
meet
You play your music loud I read by the light of a candle
It isn't easy not to stare
You told me baby take the weight of the world off your shoulders
a trail of craters
I am way too Canis Major, et tus?
Let me guess, you tout the brave few
Then make Jesus take the wheel by day two
I don't really pander
an imbecile
We fight like conjured hellions, they can’t stop our rebellion
With you success is guaranteed, WE’LL MAKE EVERY LAST FUCKER BLEED!
[Chorus]
Where
who continue to kick
Who are gasping for air and in need of breath
And have our police put knees on necks
Tie Hispanics to weed Blacks to cocaine
As if
"I'm sayin' what the fuck?"
"Take a deep breath, man, I mean take a long
Deep breath Knowing that if
You pull the shot, we at war
I mean you ain't
a class act nigga
I don't really gotta ball this hard, I don't really wanna waste my breath
I'mma take over the whole damn world, motherfucker and I ain't
lives
I wonder if we can do it again
How many would be alive
Ayo I've been through the fire try to take His name higher
God be the truth and every man be
a minute need a breath
Gave myself to everyone and now there’s nothing left
If I give it to the art I’ll split apart with every step (yeah)
Cause These
dealing
Just tryna maintain
On every block you see the police whipping 'roun
Scandalous brauds and pounds
Of marijuana the scent of aroma is in your clouds
more, more rappers to take down
So I decided to kill every rapper in my town
To gain fear and power, so I could be formidable
But I couldn't do
talkin'
See, I don't wanna hear no lecture
I'm yellin' out, "We 'bout whatever"
You might as well take your last breath
Shots fired off, he on the stretcher
by me or you feel fear
I'll continue dropping this fire like a heat flare
I just hate that every year has been 'this year'
I'm getting tired of staying
to heart every mention of fire
Take to the street to protest cops fired for shots fired
As if Jesus himself was not killed by the cops
For challenging
rushed out and left its stains
As every memory drained out of his brain
It still seemed death was uncertain
One of the officers had to take a breather
You
They way the floor open up you think I'm hiding spaceships
French chefs, the best grapes on they breath
Louie aprons on the Yank cats, the puffy cooks
choke spit
Every drip drip
So I can see his face again
Hear his voice again
Remember why it’s important this happened
Whether you like it or not this
that all police ain't out to get us
With the same breath
I can say that some of them too reckless
I don't know if he was reaching for his weapon
I just
once
Boy you eatin off the plate gettin crumbs
Think I gotta take a deep breath when im plotting just so I can run the trenches all together
I was out
breath
You scare 'em to death, they label you a terrorist threat
Obviously something is wrong
They still call the cops on the black person in the lobby
just a work-in-progress
But don’t take it personal, that’s just the way of the world
From strangers, but even worse from the ones that you love
Lately
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