Lyrics:
Frank Nitti?
I ran through your city and
Left with my boots shitty
Nobody gets looser than this producer
Coordinate tracks that's live
Three or four cars
So God bless all the sons and daughters who knew their history
So they knew where to take it farther
And all the ones that stuck with me like good
Yeah, caught a vibe, went and caught me another one
Held me down so I copped him another one
I ain't going and that's on my momma's son
Look around,
stressed, leviathan watch your neck
I got the shield that's on my back, it push them back like gymnastics
We walk by faith and not by sight, so homie, please
the third
Who went by the nickname of Buddy
Led a life that tells a helluva story
But today is the day that it ends
He Was the only son of Peggy and Louis
the world, then on Friday I hit the club
Hoping that my dick get rubbed by some fat asses
Niggas get to scrappin' then you hear the gats blasting
Damn, hope
milli? He got something to live for
Don't wanna nigga putting four through that Bentley coupe door
I'll manhandle Mariah like "Bitch, get on the ground
unpredictable live shit)
Statik Selektah (do or die shit)
(Yeah, we more aware, right?)
(Do any unpredictable live shit, drive-by shit)
(The U in Wu-Tang is
You motherfuckers kill me
Why yall niggas don't ever talk that shit when we be in the physical form?
Why yall niggas get all shy when we right
block
So we can smoke
Yeah what you think
No I ain't worship what you boast
I had to work all on myself
Yeah I went ghost
There wasn't three inside that
don't know ?
Oh you really don't care,
You live by the vibe
You side in this fight with the enemy that got you by the throat,
You Open 'em spiritual
who have more than them
Prepare to be victims
Ate up by vultures, the politicians
In a dog eat dog culture, that'll sick 'em
Lack of mineral, we
thirty-eight in his waist
But when you live by the gun you die by the same fate
End up, dead before thirty-eight and umm
That's the life of us raised by
leaving savages to roam in the streets
live on the run, police paying me to give in my gun
trick my wisdom, with the system that imprisoned my son
smoke
a ghost
This is where we differ most, you want the fame and bitches most
But I joined the game to stop flipping dope
It’s a life you couldn’t live in person
Intro
Let's get filled with the Holy Ghost and groove
He can do some stuff that human effort cannot do
Chorus
We energized, we fired up, we
(uh-huh)
I grow my confidence in words the Henny way, yeah, buy me a drink
So we can sink into that thought path (come on, baby)
Dance with me, come on,
Relax, relax, lady
I'ma go back to where
A mutual friend of ours
I gave him a CD
That's way back
That's like
Niggas don't even know
Well, we'll get
glistens
The chances are much stronger still
That, that child, will listen
So in this room where shadows live
And ghosts that failed learn time forgives
a product of faith
I mean did I mention that we're saved by grace
That means God's Riches At Christ Expense
So we can be washed and saved from sins
I was
we showin pride, look at us now
Got haters mouths all open wide, wonderin how
In some cases the only thing that father and son
Have in common is
going to succeed.
I was 16 going nowhere and the only thing my parents
knew was 'live, work, die.
' And if I stayed there that was exactly what was going
too distant
You should of have just listened
When they told you, do not Visit
That room cause it's hells Kitchen
You knew but you still entered
crying "Stop the riots", we ain't got to chalk the city
I seen Cole out there, felt I should go out there
They left that boy for hours in the cold out
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