Lyrics:
keeping it one hunnn
Started a fire now you better run
Mobbing so deep like a prodigy thunn
Hecho en Aztlan hecho en South Africa
Hecho en Aztlan hecho en
The beat stops, we ain’t open up another folder
Sessions in the studio
Packed with raw emotion
Speaking about our lives
And how we’re always coping
Made
hasn't
had its hitler in one way or the other,
including britain, in what they did to india and south africa, you know.
Yoko: so let's so back
do you think that they lie, why do you think that they lie
Yo, yo, yo, yo-yo, yo, I said, Westcoast, Eastcoast, Up-North and Down-South, Midwest,
to hit my ***
Want to live my life, want to rock my shows, no
Ya young punks with ya loose a** lips
I keep a are with them loose a** clips
What type
world To live in
Think I'm stupid
Please don't play me hoe
South Carolina Salkehatchie
Our home games where they shot Radio
Start dropping facts I have em
right now
Fuck a off day
I live inside the studio
With noodle bowls
Thinkin harder than
I be cracking smiles
I need to tighten up or brighten up
Cause
to the south overseas
I could come by wherever you are I could come by wherever you want me to be yeah
Wherever you want me to be yeah, yeah
Just tell me what I
seen while im dreaming
For real
But I have been restless
In studio sessions
Till it hit like an effen
The mag is extended
Cant leave it anemic
To be
asked
"How are you processing this?"
I said I was in the studio getting ready to sing
Then the drummer walked in and said
"Hey, did you see this?"
I
I carried my endeavors I really try to live in Christ
So many questions I have
Like what am I doing here
Is my life in the field or the studio its
Krayzie:
Bone Bone Bone . . .
Wasteland soldiers
These are the days of our lives [of our lives, of our lives]
I've been strugglin', hustlin',
These visions in my mind of me dying,
Has got me trying to get ahead,
Right now I’m falling behind.
Here’s a recap of my last studio session,
Before
it's cause I got this purple in my soda
Everyday we pour up
Every time that I pull up and turn up a session
You'd swearing I'm serving these pounds that
all the time, when I be think about you
'Cause all the time be the vibe, with all your signals and clues
Every session in that studio apartment lot
Legendary nigga
You know me I’m about the grind
Greatest of all time
You know I’m finna shine
Quarantined in the studio
All I do is grind
at south street infestation
Eight o'clock train departs
Question
The existence
Of yourself
What are you in this
Anomaly of living
Exclamations
Flood
I'm just givin' you the D girl
But don't be trippin' if you see girl if you see me at the SeaWorld
You better walk on by you better not say hi
Cause I
slipped
The Mac is cuttin records and punks are gettin ripped
Gangster I am, bust the lyrics like a drive-by
You wanna sleep? Well, it's lights out,
(Bone-Thugs-n-Harmony)
Bone (xalot)
Wasteland soldier, these are the days of our lives
I be struggling and hustling and thugging it forever
the tectonic plate shift I
Create is so great
That by the time you reach me the earthquakes
The booth was my birthplace
I'm used to the static
They say I got
her I was dead
Did she weep?
My dear Alma, may you continue to be courted by gentlemen
Who have been in the trenches
And those who are in sunken
business every day in the studio
They plot on my funeral, but
I wanna live, don't know when Imma go
But time ticks, that's why my eyes stick to the road
confessions
That brought me to studio sessions
That's what my life been about bout
That's what I'm giving you now,
That's what I'm giving you now,
I lay it all
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