Lyrics:
the power
I know we came a different way than the mayflower
All them players rentin rims and hummers
Got taught by a teacher defending columbus
New thug
hopes, and lives have been shattered
So what's so hard to grasp
When one says black lives matter
Yes statistically there are more
Whites who are shot by
the only explanation.
Grabs Sonita by the hair, down to the basement.
Hearts racing like she knows her life's about to be taken.
They look her in
Mannie Fresh, Lil' Wayne and Turk
Baby and BG
The HB's with Strings on the cd-Its all gravy
Wait till you see us on TV
I'm Juvenile it ain't hard for you
and fill the barn.
It’s a hard life - down on the farm.
Come on Daisy, you’re his little cash cow!
Time to take the bull by the horns right now.
He’s poor
stacked odds
Hustle through the week scoop some freaks and let’s go ball hard
Life’s a game I’m here to bang homey flip raps do my thang homey
Ain’t no
shot hoops and dominos on the hard floor
Every night I hear em kick in a door, that’s was life on North
Oakley Drive, Always seen a nigga ride by
of the Benz
Got my dick in her ass, front of one of her friends
[Scarface]
Face down, ass up -- bitch be still whikle I bust this nut
I rock hard while I'm
striving to be hardest thug in Memphis, they built ford tuff.
Finessing city and got you outside niggas thinking, they came up rough.
Only be lying
yuh back home like curfew
Di link stink, nothing sweet like perfume dawg
Mi jus pull up inna Dutch Point
Link wit mi thugs, straight weed and grabba
We
an orphan missing his pops living a life full of hard knocks
Vision sharp story cant stop tracks cut from a different cloth
Consistent on the rocks aged
pull on my heartstrings
Feeling doubt of a thousand throat knots
But my heart sings hard knocks
You precious like the dove
Suck it up
Only thing that
yourself by yourself
In a nice place ducked off with fucked up health
I done been strucked and snuck, but never fucked and stuck
My life is four
known as greatness, this music is my life so only God can replace this
HOOK
Verse2
If you survived the drive-bys, then you,be seen a life through my eyes
day
(X-Men.. Everlast)
You know
This type of shit happens every day
It go
One for the thugs
Two for the chickens
Peckerwoods stats classic like Slim
be playin my songs on the radio
Everybody gotta understand
Happiness is not by chance
But by choice
I'd rather get chased
By the cops than the devil
the favorite tunes
And back by the bar playing cards looking hard
Was big bad Solomon Jones
And watching over his luck
Was the love of his life
Is the lady that
by it and I'm tired Niggas cappin' like they thugs
But when we told him we was gon' slide they almost cried
just gon' pull on side let down the window
water in the chat
It used to be like that, till the driver drowned
That's niggas is doctor p, knock the niggas door down
He hit his head on bed, 24/7
I
on the corner
Getting beat up
by the police
A nigga like me
Can put the dick on ya
Beat that pussy up
And knock yo ass
In a coma
you a Hotgirl
But, Bitch I'm
to the Residence Inn with a 3's and 10's coming up out of
Underwear
See I'ma be chilling, I won't be hard, got a wife at home so
Don't leave no scars
On my
Tupac:
Shit, tired of gettin shot at
Tired of gettin chased by the police and arrested
Niggas need a spot where we can kick it
A spot where we belong
the hard for cheap
A lot of niggas doing life from undercovers and fake friends
It's real how them penitentiary bars'll break men
Niggas doing life from
right now
Hard work is what it takes now
Real life I mean right now
No time off and no games played
My haters know they can fuck off
I won't let it pass
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