Lyrics:
need to chill with the gun play
(New York City y'all) Police are at the door
the Magnum was by the ashtray
(Look at shorty y'all) He bout to go out
man
To take that very first step
And that step was followed by another
In that room still lit so dim
And before he realized how far he had gone
did not care where he had been
The whys, the wheres, the hows
He only cared that his father was there
Standing by him now
Then the father turned
Nothing plainer
He is clearly quite insane
Where is she?
You mean Carlotta? I mean Miss Daaé
Where is she?
Well, how should we know?
I want
this dude now
What he did next changed my life forever
It seem like it's always rainin even in the sunny weather
On the news, made my bro look like a bad
rocked a vicious rhyme
Like I never did before
She said "damn fly guy I'm in love with you"
The Casanova legend must have been true
I said by the way baby
to take his place
Bear with his tomfoolery... Even if it splits
Your face! Don't be
Fooled by a peaceful
Un! He scared of em' supremacists! Of
Whom, trump
would like to tell
It's about a little boy that went and made it out of hell
This boy is not an angel, that's exactly how he fell
Take a look out from my
your friend
The one you let hit it and never called you again (uh)
'Member when he told you he was 'bout the Benjamins? (Uh-huh, yeah)
You act like
it and did it
Raise a power fist
24/7 just look where I was at
They fueled by cowardice and called us
Powerless and proud of it sucka shit
We gon' keep
and fightings. And we did the bed event in amsterdam
and the bag piece in vienna just to give people an
idea, that there's many ways of protest and this is
one
only sexting
Whoop her ass a little bit
She might just learn her lesson
But chill the fuck out
We gotta finish up this session
What I did
How you mad I
through
How much your love could do
How much your love could do
Blue skies and he'd stay in bed, surrounded by books that he says he's read
Before you,
man did seven
Niggas popped his whip up, hit his can we were seven
He a lucky muhfucker I bet he make it to heaven
My Grandpa drunk, my uncle Rock
, then days went by, then days went by,
Here I am
I Knew Shawn since we was little niggas son since we were seven
Armed robbery, first degree, my man did
on to wage on the war
With none to support
Think of the mission and problems at hand should He go forth?
Or should He abort?
Thats Not who He is
How they go
The individual toting a gun
Who is inexperienced and doesn't know how to operate it
Is anxious
There's sweat running down his forehead
He's scared
see my father, please, ask him why he never married
Always smiled, but was he happy inside?
Because I carried my mother's name, did he carry shame
leave me alone
I’m back in my zone
Look at how far I done came
Look at how much I done grown
I’m back in my zone
With no handouts
I did everything on my
I feel the Aryan in my blood, it's scarier than a Blood
Been looking for holy water, now I'm praying for a flood
It feel like time passing me by
have no fans
Nor would have gotten better had I not did what did
And yeah I played the game
Cause yeah he pushed me to
I cuddled up with niggas
But look
These pussy niggas be talkin'
I swear to God I'll blast 'em
Show them that I'm forreal, man I be ball
Look at that fake ass chain look like
He got it from
up and comes to a stop
Like man what a funny thought the both of them 10 feet apart
It made me think back to a song by Kendrick Lamar
Called how much
and had no ears
And he sucks at driving, claims his vehicle never steers
To look cool he hangs with 17 year old girls, got em roped
But as it turns out, by
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