Lyrics:
life
To dry-dead places, dry-dead places
You bring life, yeah You bring life
Our hearts awaken, hearts awaken
The River of Life is flowing from Your
of homegrown and trailer park labs
I just hit up Church told him
Meet me at the led out i'll be in the K5 you
Should bring the Vette out
Seein' folks
when I catch your ass home alone
Hunt you down in your mansion kill you right there by the phone
I'm in my zone where I roam your policies out dated
bring your lady
Jiggy with the baddie, wanna come get jiggy with it
And I ain't talking waps, but she know that I'm strapped (really, really, yeah)
Mandem calling me luffy finna come through while I bring out the one piece
Look at my wrist
You all be dead by half past two on my time piece
Get
you know cats like me piss away our 9 lives
But I am just the ghost of your imaginary friends
You bring me to life I'm drop dead Fred
And I am just
like you.
I got a hundred beats; all nicer than your joint.
Karaoke MC's need not receive G's; that's the whole point.
Be out within' the crowd; get
this tragic end
The dead adolescent
Fallen angel descends
Said here's a chance to live
To gain a will again
When pain and life blend in
Chaos will bloom
bring me back
I'm representing for the Kingdom this my faith walk, walk
Walk by faith not by sight this my faith talk, talk
When you see me in your city
feel like they froze
Speech, totally calm, hold a dead rappers dome in my palm
Burn a flag, plus its on the Qu'ran, its on the bible
Plus America
Product of the slaughterhouse
This is the aftermath
I don't trust shit bitches hang you with white flags
Stab you in the back and then ask for
afraid to dive
Let the money pile up until I'm buried alive
Ask who the fuck want it, I bring it to your doorbell
Have niggas in your yard like a yard
screaming my name
Bow your heads in prayer babe, haven't you heard I'm a saint
Or grow a fuckin' pair and get the fuck out my face
Wait a minute little
They just was watching
When they nigga had got ran down
That's the type of shit
Ah make you put your hands down
Ain't get no hand outs
Niggas seen me cry
because I won't back down
So bring your weapons and your guns
Bring your daughters and your sons
I will plant my flag on your shore
And be knock, knock,
than yours
I'm just on some other shit
I'm all about the beats and the lyrics
So when you hear it you can feel it
The vibe is energized by
than yours
I'm just on some other shit
I'm all about the beats and the lyrics
So when you hear it you can feel it
The vibe is energized by
know out of my character
I won’t expose one rhyme away from cutting close this is here dead murder she wrote
Get rich or die trying I live by the quote I
your so wrong (it's 50)
I'm innocent in my head, like a baby born dead
Destination heaven, sit and politic with passengers from 9/11 (yeah)
your so wrong (it's 50)
I'm innocent in my head, like a baby born dead
Destination heaven, sit and politic with passengers from 9/11 (yeah)
hood
I'm the epitome slimeball
Fuck up out my eyesight
Fuck is on your brain? Dog shit?
I'm not the clown type
Die fore I let a nigga play me
Like I'm
whoa!
[Lil' Fame]
Aiyyo I bring sorrow, you won't make it to tomorrow
Flames spit from the nozzle, pop one up in your (?)
(STREET TEAM) East coast up,
to take
Your grandma out you got to know 'bout shit
To talk 'bout shit
Why the fuck you think I talk like this?
In any hood that you go, it's the same
of the bluest inks your iris ever saw
(close to insanity)
One child prodigy with a vision in his core
(close to insanity)
(yeah, yo)
I'm frost bitten, slippin'
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