Lyrics:
Countless times see you pick yourself up
Tears in my eyes tell me "lift your head up"
Years goin by think it's getting better
But the harder you try
say your not getting enough
I'm being pampered by two sluts with tits
That haven't been tampered with, runnin my tongue rancid
All over nipples your
I just
Did your deal 6 times 187 what I just signed
I'm 2 armed sliding in these
Women like a zipline this shit weird
Flickin' the Yuris into 5th gear
double the money
cause of course we triple the beams
If you live for die for this city
I want y'all to represent where your from and throw'em up. 3 0 5
all
Take the time to make that call
Break down
That door
Try to love a little more
And while you're learning how to fly
Don't let another day go by
release my urge!
With these images in my head will stop at nothing till you're finally gone
So I'ma do you a favor and have your family dead by fucking
side by side
On your bed like we did
5 months ago..the wrappers we tried to hide
Found by her your “ex”
In room 5709
Did you make that same promise
talk out your neck, then we laying em down
Its more than just rap we aint playin around
Turn me up a little bit
Alright, let's go
You can tell by
Like 5 6 7 8th time’s the charm
I’m… hitting it back til I raise the bar
I’m… playing it back to perfect
The art and the work don’t stop
But
those times I screwed up
Got everyone listenin' but there's a few things missin'
Behind closed I think it went a little different
Workin' 9 to 5 wonderin'
Went home with no dough
Sportin' All Star walking to the beat
Of the Funky Four + 1
And the awesome Treacherous Three
Bump it in your Walkman
The music
Chorus
Chain bright like the lights of Budapest
All I know I wont be glued to desks
No 9-5’s rather move the wet
Time don’t wait I copped two
When I count to five, by the time I open my palm
I'ma fuck you up, like the united states got by vietnam
I go...
Yo, everytime I mc I'm coming off
Yes
about time, Captain, by now we must be 52 billion miles off course. They?re traveling faster than lightning.
KWIRK
Lt. Eubangdere, where are
a couple strokes!
Boy, you raise a Black sonand
Think you kinda pure
Actually, it’s kind of scorched
Especially when this time is war
I’ll have your body
LAY DOWN
V1
I’m mad at you
You’re mad at me but uh
Let’s take the time verbally
Don’t shut down
Funny wear your crown and
Be the King, I know you are
you know i've
seen your tricks before
Its so hard to spot at first
but your love is an evil curse
V3:I ain't Lying little girl when I say I wanna shoot
nobody safe
I built this shit
Me, brick by brick
Yeah it's Jocko Slim look man
I was feeling sorry for y'all hoes for a long time
I ain't doing that no
Four-fives and fo-fos’
Bring your clown ass round here
And bring your best folk
That’ll be the easiest way
To get your ass smoked
By the block, hitters from
sike
We'll pull up and we'll handle you right
Pull out the camera put in your face force you to say sorry on the mic
Little bitch now I'm done playing
the freshness starts to rot
And another inspiration fades away. And still you sell your dignity
Still you sell your dignity time after time
And I wonder
the warm weather
'Cause that's when you can get yourself together
But I like Easter time with a grin
'Cause when I was little we used to go to Coney
Nothing wrong
Just putting it out in the air
Real brother by blood
I get money in cribs
Ain't gang affiliated
I paid dues I'll pay more in due time
I pay
bitch, don't try it
By the time they get here, bitch, you gon' be lifeless
Yeah, I'm finna kill your bitchass
I just gave a little bitch dick, then she
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