Lyrics:
Marked by one belly button hair where now there's two
All people were put on earth
To serve an unknown purpose
In my advancement
I got a hand on her throat
Hey guys
Let me start by apologizing to you
For the way everything went down
On Saturday i had a statement typed
Ready to post to you
Guys but
Sitting here contemplating life
Oh how I wish you were by my side
I don't know if I remember how to survive
This kind of heartache these strange
Lucky was the day to be
What a paradise
Now it’s three days since the sun came out
So young would have never thought
Such a pretty flower on your back
Then thrilling and dramatic memory
Look at the birds fly into hurricane
They'll soon be quietly denied by pain
You bring life free from sin
Rebuild
these three years
Your spell still holds me
I don't ever wanna be released from its grip
I'm forever part of its haunting mist
'Cause I'm spellbound by
Of your fears I’d say
Sit back
Relax
Driver’s gonna make some tracks
1, 2, 3, 4, count ‘em
Blastin’ by ‘em pronto
In my capable hands
Handling’s no problem
I've been waiting by the radio for someone like you
But the people that are calling in today are few and far between
You were listening
Their
Death will be my bride
Death will be my bride
Three hours from sundown
I'm still on the road
With those voices in my head
Ringing down the years
Role model on these streets because I live by several rules
But number one and number two is never lose and never snooze
Number three is never choose
intricacies
Three eyes open wide
The future speaks through me
Expanding in memory
The spiral repeats
Woke up on the temple floor
Hallucination or dream
The sun refused to shine
And the cloud is the throne
Surrounded by swamp of bones
Foggy three days long
Hail to the smoke
Aah, aah, aah, aah
Aah,
I know where I am
Bridge
In secret places
I am hiding in this night
forgotten by all
pain and ""fear"" have been my guide
there´s no sign of light!
Trey" (4K Trеy)
Big money in (Woah)
She just took a ten on the way (On the way)
Them Perkies poppin' out her body
I'm on trey (I'm on three)
And my
of kindness
You get caught up in a wicked game
If someone slaps you in the face
Return it three times
Look at his scarred face
And panic-struck fear in his
heavy straight rum no coke.
After three or four, you head toward the floor.
Stupid move.
You should've took the door.
Step by step.
We're
done broke me down so many times before that I'm no longer rappin', I'm buildin'
With' one brick, two brick, three brick, four
Underneath the steps
When did we want to meet up?
I'll stop by your house
To say what seems like it's fate
I know it's not fair on you
Goodbyes no embrace
I got my
Three-to-six facin', new indictment
Plus violation of probation, I had to do the boogie oogie
Absent from court like class, I had to play hookey
The pressure
the club, baby
Yes any time you want to
Aces comin' by the 12 pack, young nigga in a Hellcat
GPS on the pack, tell the plug they can mail that
Tell
You're everybody's second home
Always trying to get me alone
An easy way to lose it all
Always there when all else fails
Over by the west side rails
If my the og walt did it
I am never going to hesitate it
3-D straw bitch I stay lit
3-D straw riding shot gun wife bitch
We talking over bit by bit
Everyday she walk by
See me on the same block
Same crew, like she never seen rocks
Chain watch, rims blue
Different color boots on, park Yukon
two, three, four)
You got what you been asking for
You're so policy free and
Your fantasy wheels and everything you think
And everything you feel
Is
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