Lyrics:
threats given by clowns
I guess livin' is prison when you live around clowns
I'm hexed cursed worse I been blessed first
I thought I was abnormal cause I
to do."
(Verse 1)
Like sand through the hourglass
So are the days of our lives
And for that lie, only we thrive
Awakenings, as we make the dead come
[2Pac]
Live back at 'cha Westside baaaaby
Aight fuck it, we gone flip some new shit now
You heard "All Eyez on Me," niggaz know what time it is
(money) , what we live for (gettin' it)
Find out, that she stealin' I'mma kill her
Swear I can't love her, can't trust her
I'd be a damn fool just to cuff
millennium Ducats
All the way live, 2 G's, 2 G's, 5 G's
New legacy
with the rumors
Don't ask me nothin' you can Google
Do I look happy, do I look happy to you?
(Do I look happy to you?)
Comin' in like, damn, where
I would sit up in a whip with my dude
And tell em, when I'm famous
Imma get him a new
Clean whip to cruise the streets, in that
I'd be a live threat
My youth scare dem
U.W.U fear non
And y'all tearing
When boos following
Jeering cause news
Is the crews smooth
And move with the
Blessed truth
So what
I find out he got a next Mrs
What you think all the goons is for
Two by the door a few more out in New York
And I feel 'em curry chicken, I'm all
that thing that's funny
Do I make you want to laugh?
I make you want to move
I make you want to do do do do dodo
D-d-d-d-dance Monkey
Dance you god damn
and ballplayers
Singers dancers and rhyme sayers
Why do us like you do
Ska doo
Fuck da residue
Frustrated 5 on 2s
No breaks for madd crews
Nowwho the fuck is you
instead of becomin a strong black man
Every two weeks I see sam
Pitchin out my check with no respect but I still don't give a damn
Becaause I gotta make
"Jamaica
Pack up your shit" Damn!
The fucked-up thing is that Jamaica
And I have become damn
Do I dare use the "F" word in jail but really
Have become like
Pack capsules, Green Bay 'em lay 'em down like wax do
It's all actual we build, like Crash Crew
Coconut, incense, one sentence, hey yo
Control
Put me in a serious situation hope I get another chance
To live life as I know
4:30 was the time, I'm feelin' a pain in my chest
I guess I smoke
Damn, my brand new Benz
Thinkin' 'bout my so called friends
And why should I make amends when they crossed the nina and sin
Again and again
Pack capsules, Green Bay 'em lay 'em down like wax do
It's all actual we build, like Crash Crew
Coconut, incense, one sentence, hey yo
Control
the dough to drink until (Get twisted)
Ain't no tellin what I'm bout to do (Get wicked)
Fill me up I'll try to fight a crew (Don't touch me)
Bouncer want
of the year like Dru Down
Same crew now, it's too damn quiet but too loud
Hoes be pretendin' always sayin they too proud
If I ruled the world, I do now
Me
plate oh
Don't sit around my table
See I can do one two favors
But everybody's bringing their own
And everybody do their own damn thing
But nobody's
never to do right in school, I just choose to cruise by
The principal told me i'ma lose, the dude's right
All I did as a kid was shoot dice, i'm too
to do
"Do, what you want to.." (2X)
[Ed O.G.]
Let me be me, and you be you
And don't criticize or worry about the things that I do
Because I like
fifty, one sixty-nine
I got it, you want a box of condoms? What kind?
That's two quarters, two quarter waters
The New York Times
You need a bag for
money
And my guns in the sky
And my guns in the sky
But what a nigga live for
And damn ready to die young
I'm the shadow behind the gun
Look
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