Lyrics:
of the homies jus got dusted
Time to do some dirt, uhh, I never trusted
them bustas shot him in the shirt, dead on arrival
Now the town is funky, it's called
to protect moms from the brutal hittings
But he a kid so it's their word against his
Moms won't even testify scared of her husband
So he in for some years
ya to ya knees then HUH
And watch that nose bleed DAMN! ya know what I'm sayin'
And wouldn't give a fuck about doin' time
Cause to me a few days in
and that He's livin' in us
But can He really be found in our lives today?
When your words are His words
When your way His way
When your hands are the hands
on me for a long time
To forsake what I know, what I love, who I am
At this point you can see I'm the guy in the right
Cameras in all angles in the room
happen
For the one millionth time
How did I end up a dotard
From a splendid man in his prime?
Past the wrought iron gates
Into the overgrown maze
Through
Yeah he died it’s all right Cuz he gave up his life
Now I'm 1Up in the sky you gon see me fly high
I’m not going back down Cuz I’m on a new vibe
Yeah
to his dome its like a head pat
Nah scratch that, like Cena put the five to his face
I made your money as a child, so you should stay in your place
and I'm featured on that
Your degrees guaranteed will increase by a stack
Women slide in my DM and laugh
Last summer was a ride but your season has passed
Yeah back again yeah to give glory to GOD amen
In your good times in your bad times give GOD his glory
In your best days
Give thanks to GOD
In your
Dance a little closer to me, 'cause it's closing time
And love's on sale tonight at this five and dime
Eddie played the steel guitar
And his mama
Walked in with Gutta, hammer bulgin' out his jeans
Take your time, baby, openminded, uh-huh
That head so fine, took me by surprise, like, "Uh-huh"
I'm
(Oh, it wasn't produced by RJ?
Throw the beat away) i know damn
I know damn well you ain't come
In here sipping fake Tris
I be sipping Quagen with
You shall be punished until the end of times
To purify you for your horrid crimes
Ruled by Hades and his impious hand
Remains in blackness
In his mind
Burns the picture of a girl
Lost in time
Just one lie had changed his world
His dreams were gone
And she won't be back again
This
Huncho, woo
What time it is? eleven o'clock?
Let's roll
Flyin' autopilot (woo), don't need no stylist (no)
Trappin' while I'm driving
wanna hear the his and byes, I really want a ride or die
I need you by my side, baby, you keep me alive
Never thought you would be so divine, but you
to foreign lands.
He had been gone with his camel for one whole year.
One day, as I was sitting in my shop,
a beggar stood before me asking for alms.
Go try
world among us
So world of hunger
If they could
They take the world from us
And who I mean by they, teachers
Who don't believe in his students
This time he sure drew a bad one
One that nobody could ride
But by the way he pulled his hat on
You knew he'd be there for the fight
And it's
seems I'm headin for tha pen
I try and find my friends, but they're blowin in the wind
Last night my buddy lost his whole family
It's gonna take
beat him up, broke his jaw
He claimed he got jumped
Got on an orange suit it hurt to see my mans in cuffs
It goes to show how these Brooklyn streets were
A lonely mother gazing out of her window
Staring at a son that she just can't touch.
If at any time he's in a jam she'll be by his side,
But he
He's got her photograph
On a stand by his bed
Two on the mantle
And a thousands in his head
He can't believe how fast she's changing
It
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