Lyrics:
time in a long time
That I burned inside
For a couple more minutes by somebody's side
But no
I'm not gonna fall apart
I tried that once before
But my
outside boy I’m posted on yo hill
Over kill
Know dis city crazy I stained him out his steel
Grab da wheel
Dis shit up in my system I don’t know how
Don't mean to boast but a kiss would make you overdose.
Hold me tight, hold me close, turn out the lights,
Knock you out, boy your comatose
Boy your
shit on TV (On TV)
This dog hoe should be on TV (I knew I saw this ho on TV)
Shit
Boys in the Hood, I was Cube in that drive-by
Smoking PCP, I saw
rock white gown
Boy getting popped fa like bow
Hit that boy Indy
Then run up them digits
I said you won't get it by fucking with bitches
I burn down
I'm a nigga that's on the grind for six figures
I'm a chilla but bring me out my back I'm always splita
You kill me it really don't matter to lil
boys
Still trappin wit a PCP
Yeah
Benjamin
Hunnit plus degrees
On the pendelum
Tryna keep balance
But the greed keep sending them
Swinging by the trees
out (woo!)
What you doin'? Gettin' paid, young nigga
How you in the mob? 'Cause I'm made, young nigga
Say you need a job, come my way, young nigga
I'm going out in the fall
I planned on walking alone
If you still like me in october maybe you could come along
If the leaves change by then
I won't
Alligator ritual turns out it was the visual
Proficient with the lyrical, a vision like a miracle
Damage all you mumblin' MCs rhyming 'bout decimal
town and drank some more
'Til we took out Miss Young's front porch
In my old Chevrolet
You thought you were a rich boy
In that big house on the hill
Takes you under
Sowing seeds of despair and hate
Golden hopes torn asunder
By earthly gods who rule your fate
Get some sleep and think of years bygone
up
Get inflicted by my verbal conviction
A Bad Boy but far from a Detroit Piston
You're not focused enough, you're not listenin'
You need to slow
that, only hope so I teach that
Co-signed by that boy Lecrae
So I guess you say that I Reached that
I'ma try to live what I talk about
Until they pit my
pumpin' 93 say, "What's up
Church?" when I ride by in
That blacked out Ford GT
They write me stuff in my PO
Tell me 'bout their broken homes
Tell me 'bout
over here.
This Rah-Rah-Rah-Rah college boy stood up in class and said,
"I looked up my Geography, and found out Ceasar's dead!
The reason I speak
and a bible
For Nancy I brought my gun, brought my gun, brought my
Out of control, on drugs and vengeance
By my hand, I will right all of this
A bullet here,
Necks look cute with nooses
Replace the golden globes with the gallows
As the sheep still flock in droves
Watching the rise and fall of the shallow
even try running out
'Cause the 44 mag will leave you're ass by another house
This is Jadakiss
I'm spraying everything I see in my radius
The kid
na golden
O tan
E wear spandex
Toti rin leggings
O wo spandex
O wo leggings
E put jacket for top
Cap dey face de back
Walk out for road
E won cause
Lifestyle
Good to me
Never fall of 'cause I stick to the play
Ever since a boy I knew I was the man
Man it feels good, oh this Gangster Lifestyle
Good
his life away, soon as he clapped
Gave that boy a life sentence, made his mama relapse
Damn, they don't understand
Comin' from the bottom, it's so
Signal lit verified bossy
Fuck your droid noise, void boys 'noid ploy
Oi oi, I'll rugby kick the shit out your groin boy
Oi vey, the slayers of your
Those days are still a mystery
So I'll travel down that road again, looking for my old friend
I'll call out to her by name, my beautiful memory lane
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