Lyrics:
and I'll take mine"
(You take your road and I'll take mine)
You take your road and I'll take mine
(You take your road and I'll take mine)
Life is
punk heat
I make a massacre, try to rob one of my donkeys
But I ain't wettin' that
I don't wanna send nobody back, violently, fakin' that
Promise
I'm wit ya
I know what it's like when they know you now
But bark it at the dog baby, and I'll hold you down
[mary j. blige]
Time and time and time
Till that motherfucker hate his face
I been going through some issues that nobody dealing with
Surrounded by real killers and shit, doing it for
want (But shit I don't know, I don't know)
My life is a jungle
I struggle
Hustle
Monday through to Sunday
They told me the world is mine
But
My niggas I'll hustle to pay the judge
Got you when I spot you I should pop you
Even the boss was telling me not to
But I won't stop until they get
Plagues, brothers killin' brothers, earthquakes
Youngsters tryin' to earn stripes as a work face
I'll be a sucker if I don't pull ya ho card
I used
down Ready, break it down
Please pay attention, to my rhymes so I can tell you all about this pal of mine
He's my buddy, my best friend
When it's a beat
we're at war (ooh, ooh)
So I wonder who's gonna decide
If we can do the Auld Lang Syne
I wish that I could do what I like
With this family of mine
That's real
People act a different way with me
I feel don't nobody wanna play with me
And that's ill cause they treat me like a stain on their
the stacks
Cats flashin' in my face is who I'm laughin' at
So you made a little dough, but what you doin' wit that?
Thought 'cha girl ain't feeling me
Why
still fired on the beat down low
I don't need nobody but my honeys
When I go
Ooh
Does it hurt, when you see
How I've done
Without you
your thing, then I'll work mine
We came here together so we could have fun
Me and you baby, goin one on one
Now this is the last chance for us to get off
never break you free
You and me nobody else
If it can't be that way then I'll just be all by myself
I love the way you stay away from me, you make me
but he got dough
Thug faces, fugitives runnin from court cases
Slugs shootin past for the love of drug paper
Queens cap peelers, soldiers, drug dealers
that I cope with all my emotion
I'm taking pictures with thousands of people
But honestly, I feel like nobody knows me
I'm trying to deal with
back in the day
My rhyming's iron height, defiant flight
Try and bite, like a razor in a candy apple
A taser and a jammy tackle
By a neighbor with
happened will never be undone
But tomorrow I think
I'll just try to keep the day wide open
And as much as they will have me
Be with people that I love
half a million in the ceiling
And them hoes with angel faces, cryin' loud with ill intentions
Just so I can buy them Christians, have 'em shittin'
playin' with me
Murder for murder, they ain't understandin' me
Touch one of mine, that shit end with your family (brrt)
Perkies, thirties, young niggas
half a million in the ceiling
And them hoes with angel faces, cryin' loud with ill intentions
Just so I can buy them Christians, have 'em shittin'
the start, they place
Me in the ghetto, tender age of nine
My tender mind had to surrender to crime
Wouldn't wish this on nobody life
To end up like mine
Ever
I'm wit ya
I know what it's like when they know you now
But bark it at the dog baby, and I'll hold you down
[Mary J. Blige]
Time and time and time
the Chevy's spraying rounds through the glass
See you laying face down in the grass and I'll laugh
Ha, cause that's the end of the saga
The end of my problems,
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