Lyrics:
then tell me nigga why you scheming
Now im leading Interviening wit the team and
They dont see it dont believe me keep recieving get even for that ones
Now the streets are filled with white
I ain't talking crack or coke
No this ain't a joke
He was talking tough we came with smoke
Made him choke, truth
through the darkness and made a way
It doesn't matter
If you are the beauty
If you are the beast
If you are the beauty
If you are the beast
Which path will
Til then ill keep dropppin heat n beating my chest
N leaving the rest
N i wont be receiving your text
If you message me
I know your intents just
And don't forget DDT
The Manhattan Project
Dropping nukes on you and me
Technologies meant to cause sterility
In third generations
Population control
and you understand
That yes, you are more than a conqueror
But when it comes to women
You can never ever conquer her
It's best to play her by that good book
but raw 16
And it's too late to start some shit up in here
What you crazy the whole steel city's in here
I got the streets on smash and the with me
this life ain't no peace
Can a Nigga just beath now
I've been hustling in the street's
And you wonder why I blow tree's
My Nigga you know
We keep it
you mention me
I snapped before I rap in the industry
In the street independently
Battle rappin' the battle rappers
That sent for me
Eventually you gon'
after mile
On every street corner you'll hear
Silver bells silver bells
It's Christmas time in the city ding-a-ling
Hear them ring soon it will be
letters
Privilage in red in the capital of Texas
Celibacy to celebrity in a matter of days
History don't want me to repeat her ways
Sick a receiving
weed he receiving
Be by them people deceivin'
Lyin', they triflin', nigga
My young bitch spoon with yah just
To knife up a nigga
Would you lie? Would you
OK you want to go to war with me
I take you to war
I told you I don't kill no mothafucking kid
Look at you now you stupid fuck you stupid fuck.
the sheets let me drop some knowledge
About computer science, let me take you to college
The following are bars a bout some nerdy code
That'll make your head
on the
Streets, in your music, in my songs
I mean the real ones that are burning
I mean the real ones that are burning i say
Please, don't pass me by
Oh now,
than me.
I was raised better than to call a girl a bitch
But who are you to try and lecture me? An ex will make you sick
Lessons leave quick, Every time,
receiving my blessings
Move in my section I move to the weapon
Learned on my own
You dying all alone
Carried by memories
Is home really home
Live and you
are open to receiving all the money that life sends your way
I am open to receiving all the money that life sends my way
You can easily reach your
spoke to your OG's, Mr majors, AR-AB
I've been talkin to all of them they told me
All them cats from OBH, you phony
You never sold drugs
Them coke deals
friends
When shit hit the fan, is you still a fan?
Do you believe in me? Are you deceiving me?
Could I let you down easily, is your heart where it need
every rattlesnake its charm
Can you still hear me, am I coming through just fine?
Your memory was buried in a simple box of pine
Did her green eyes
for receiving
Something told me you were leaving
So I looked out of my window
Just to see you there coming straight back to me
Do it, baby, do it
for receiving
Something told me you were leaving
So I looked out of my window
Just to see you there coming straight back to me
Do it, baby, do it
of me receiving the wheel-ups
Still I got teams on the
Street trying to back-stab me
But they can't catch me, better speed up
Gotta strike me dead
If I
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