Lyrics:
you wanna hate on me better stay down
Man they better free my homie out the dogpound
Clock always ticking, better countdown
I gotta live my best life,
Baby, I know
Baby, I know
Baby, I know
Baby, I know
Stop playing these games
Tell me who you are
Tell me what's your name
Girl do you live far
From
outside see lambs and jags
With yo bitch she pant and gag
Like woah
Fuck around, ditchin that hoe
She ain't worthy of this spliff I roll
Tell yo man
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By: Luvinnia Flowers
U know like
no two people gone see shit the same way,
true,right
its perception
Now you wont see it
like I see it
I'm loyal to no gang[01:35.50]I pray to no god, kneel to no man[01:38.39]I bow to no royal, I'm loyal to no gang[01:41.62]We live in a world of greed
throw the blower in his lap
Walk myself to the court like, "Man
I did that!" ain't no Black Power when your
Baby killed by a coward
I can't even keep
special
Lord please help us when we're tempted by the devil
Give them the zanku when I dance on the gbedu
AK you knew me now I'm on a different level
Came
Controlled by the system, oblivious to it's wiles
Not necessarily agreeing but conforming to its prime
Man for man by man - Crash 42 class
On your hills always
up with love
When di line and them cross
That's when body get toss
Body get toss from the lines what you cross
Reap wah you sow we live by them laws
extra lives
Just let it go, Mario
You're a next level bro
And she's a jump too short when the clock is running low
(hey mario) Hey Mario (hey mario)
Get
And nigga P said he wanted inspiration (Damn P)
I was really more on some "fuck the word" shit so let's see
(Fuck these niggas man, real talk)
I'm
to the Armageddon, Lord
Know that I won't fly by that lesson
You taught me to pull out my Wesson you brought me
And I'm not stressing it softly
Get 'em up off me,
to the Armageddon, Lord
Know that I won't fly by that lesson
You taught me to pull out my Wesson you brought me
And I'm not stressing it softly
Get 'em up off me,
to the Armageddon, Lord
Know that I won't fly by that lesson
You taught me to pull out my Wesson you brought me
And I'm not stressing it softly
Get 'em up off me,
level Not too many options for me
In poverty
We aint even know
We aint even know
What we livin in
If he die broke will he live again
If he die
Inside, It burn
Fire Inside, the Fire Inside, It burn
Yea, and we still fighting for freedom they aint gon never give us,
Man I dedicate this song to each
coming down
And no, I'm not afraid, but you need to be and especially when you see what's coming up
Because as a man soweth, the same shall he also reap
amongst the crowd
A strange and erratic man
Made his way down where he found
Himself being stop by the king's guards
At the blockage
Insisted he had
men, they drink my wine
Plowmen dig my earth
None will level on the line
No one uttered his word
Yeah
I see jokers on my left, thieves up on my
speaking thought
I'm amplified by voice
Disregarded, misguided youth
Inside a fizzy body
I look to my soul and then I question
"What if like every time
I
me get your girl to come and calm her bitch foo
Frozen like a statue lil bitch get on my level
Pop a pill 2 ease my mental stressful life im 9just
by now a youngin learnin patience
Tell you chase your dreams then they shake you till you wake up
Keep that sword pristine man you gotta keep that
inclined to accept at face value the idea that, no matter what, by the end of their lives they would not be able to afford to be buried as one of the blessed
Aquemini b*tch! Ha, ha
Ha, ha, ha! Whoop! Whoop
Uh! As the world keeps turning and
The blunt keeps burning
Fly away my escape
Still I live another
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