Lyrics:
under the pit
So it's musty and the pistol sittin' comfy
I put my right hand up to God
My first drive-by was on the
Two pegs of a honkey
We was teenagers,
breathe in, breathe out
Try to calm down, take the gun out of my mouth
Shoulda, woulda, coulda but never uttered the words
I'm quick to break wings, two
bought, this white mink I got it in New York
And this bright link I put it on and walk right out the store
Where's my car keys? What am I gon' drive?
My
out
Get 'em out your way pa
If he drunk and he run his mouth
Get 'em out your way pa
If he front then we stomp 'em out
Get 'em out your way pa
tryin' to hop in and hop out right quick (word)
Know what I'm sayin'? (Yeah)
We out for the Gusto, man (we tryin' to stay here)
And we gon' keep it raw
trees
Need more greens
For my lungs and my jeans
Lotta room in these pockets stuff ‘em with blue cheese
Step out dripping fresh like a new breeze
Ball
God forbid I lay in the casket
But now I'm all about G-notes
No time for weed, mixed with coke
I wash my mouth out with soap
And I got my act
God forbid I lay in the casket
But now I'm all about G-notes
No time for weed, mixed with coke
I wash my mouth out with soap
And I got my act
a bit closer, we stare a lot longer
Reach for my drink and for a second we touch
Words are muttered I stutter 'cause I want you that much
The situation
sometimes I'm Vincent Gallo.
I might as well play in the water since it's shallow.
keep my real name out of your mouth unless I'm present,
life can get
the drugs
I love Kurt Cobain he helps me feel just like I'm sane
You smoke that Jane while I stand out here in the pouring rain
Word to Durk I heard him tell
the mean time need a bitch to satisfy me with her mouth
I'm wrong you're right
Don't need that kinda shit in my life it's like a nightmare
Tripping out my
place
I don't gloat, I don't choke, I don't flop
Got this chippy from the block, right by Eiland, across the railroads, where I pop
Pop out, rose my
forbid, but wtf you got my mind racing
With words to fill up these sentences
Or is it cause I'm destined to be send out messages,
Out to the youth
But I'm
Sometimes you get 7 or 11
Sometimes you leave the crap out
That's all the chance a motherfucka can
Take when you're rider though
'Cause these are my words
They spit in my mouth I just show em my teeth
The hunger was gracious
Refusal to eat
Protest in silence
No
March in the street
I was raised up by
out
Laced up by the works of the cross
So get the Word Out
I've been all in ever since I heard
My debt was paid
By the Lamb of God, the King who
What you mean by that, what the ground represent?
The ground is gonna open up and swallow the evil
Right
That's how I see it, my word is bond
I see—and
she talking to me like I need her
Now you know damn right she a teaser
But my heart so cold feel like
It just came out the freezer
Still sipping on this
LIVED A SPIRIT OF LIGHT
WHOSE OUT LOOK WAS BRIGHT.
I'M JUBILANT JANE,
I COME FROM ABOVE.
I'VE DEVOTED MY LIFE
TO SENDING OUT LOVE.
AND TO THAT END,
or d-i-i-i-e}
Right now by any meanz
{Words is bond word is bond}
[Ja Rule]
Ain't nobody touchin da ground dat I walk on
My Love, It's just so strong
If
Blessing in disguise (Disguise)
You been around, you wise (Wise)
Plus you hang out with the guys (Guys)
Can tell when I been with you
Just by looking in my
that led you a stray
He will never abandon you in any way
I was trapped in a maze, in way over my head
Stuck in my ways, I got caught in a web
By
shakedown
Is 'cuz a lot of niggas have fucked up
Word up, industry shakedown
Now what I mean by fucked up is
They don't wanna see the game played right
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