Lyrics:
was barely awake
We hadn’t even made the tea
By the river’s side, three of us died
My momma, my sister and me
My momma, my sister and me
Six hundred
The silver opponent allowed this retreat
Then the man with the red sword attacked from behind
Left the silver sword fighter defeated and blind
Then carnage
The silver opponent allowed this retreat
Then the man with the red sword attacked from behind
Left the silver sword fighter defeated and blind
Then carnage
to rainy days
Look granny we made a way
Turn around Kobe fade away
Roxy 30 cocaine on me
Popping bottles like KOD
24's on the 803
Nothing I do is regular
(C.W. McCall, Bill Fries, Chip Davis)
Me an' RJ an' the kids was on a camp-out in the mountains, and we had us one'a them you-Drive-'Em Army Jeep
to be Uno Uchiha
Now they calling me Lord Unokage
Ghost from the past not a demon
I'll tear ya whole army to pieces
I am the ninja world leader
You see
this Fiend I'm a surviving soldier
You could tell by my breed or my feed 'cause if I bleed
Its a color fatigues see my greed keep me hungry
I'm
a body count I want to let it blow.
I’m on some gangsta shit just came to let you know.
I got these killas with me, I mean my watch is Philthy.
I’m
is gonna radiate
And nothing's equivalent
Nothin' can harm me
Why try to bar me
You couldn't come around
To rob with a army
You'll get wrecked by
is gonna radiate
And nothing's equivalent
Nothin' can harm me
Why try to bar me
You couldn't come around
To rob with a army
You'll get wrecked by
, oak and elming me
I have seeded a forest of myself
Little books from tall trees
It matters not what this paper be made of
Give me notebooks made
of breath
Grandma asked me what I'm running for
I guess I'm out for the same thing the sun is sunning for
What mothers birth their youngens for
And some say
Yeah, yeah, one, two
You cannot wash the blood from off your hands
You have forced my hand to put a gun
In it and start spitting at a man
Forget this
they do concern me
And too many man wan war me
This is my life
Oopsy daisy
That's my girl
That's my lady
That's my girl
That's my baby
Don't chat shit
Man my neck and wrist so icy
But check it this my image
Grind not stopping until im finished
Keep an army im lieutenant
Glad we made it out the trenches
I turn and cross over the median curb
Hit the burbs and all you see is a blur
From 8 Mile Road
I'm a man, gotta make a new plan
Time for me
why I made this song and shit
Blaque Pirate don't cross the clique, money longer than Halsted is
7-4 till my coffin dip, shorty bad and she a bossy
made boss bitch take this pack
Nigga take this case cause I
Ain't gon' take it
I will not snitch, bitch I'll strip you naked
Call me Lil Boss with that
commin from this westside
livewire, keep ya boys safe from this drive by
bullshit you not
I'm out to lay them bodies on the ground
Muthafuckin imitation
rap shit
(Watch out! We run New York)
A wise man told me don't argue with fools
'Cause people from a distance can't tell who is who
So stop with
vile man shout out to j cole
But this is lyrical joe
Shovels At work Chaley it’s time to burry talks
And It all balls down to holes like golf
They
already know what my name is
Man I really got some jeans from Japan
Cost a few hunnit nigga stop playing with me on me
Jeans from Japan cost a few hunnit
to Mexico?
And then there was this big shot, from the land of the risin' sun.
He said the workin' people in America were lazy and dumb.
Well let me tell
time I'm on the spot out of reach cause I'm top notch
We gon' make it through the storm
One man army that mean I get it on my own, my game strong
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