Lyrics:
And waste all their debased followers, Break laws with a brave heart like the late Wallace/
I chase robbers, escaped convicts who rape songs and create
To what I'm saying, but it's not said, don't let it get into your head
Just when you thought that you were sane
Like clever convicts, they came running,
travelers to realities that
Sweeten my pain, traveling for new sensation every season we
Fight like hell
A touch of sorrow convict my faith to eternal
A savior that failed to save, preaching lack of will
A cave for a grave, midst convicts on Golgotha's Hill
The coming of a messenger, promises
From the mind of a convict, to the purity of a child.
He sits in solitude, his imagination running wild.
What is he to do now, now that he trapped,
junkyard convict from darkness
Roll wit the heartless, murder you like an are'ist
Mean man hollow, the man who pain'ted flowers
String bloody teeth, then
Its hard to see the truth when in front of your eyes
I'm from a city of conflicts
Criminals and convicts
Livin on the run baby
Only havin fun baby
She
j'vais l'allumer
Négro, crois moi je peux t'allumer
My nigga, my nigga, my nigga, my nigga
Libérez mes O.G: 2Lat, ba-Sam, Badem, convict
La guerre
quand on vibre
On est des convives ici, écoute rien qu'des convicts
Dès qu'on vise le top, le sol nous rattrape
Je règle le solde, le sort ouvre la
sur qui compter
Je fais des dou'as pour les frères enfermés, inch'Allah que des convict
Gardez la pêche, même en taule pas de cs-me faibles chez les
with chip, is too quick for Crown Vic
Plus I gotta give em' the slip cause I'm a ex-convict
One more strike I'm out, fuck what they talkin' bout
I'm
and reduced your fever
Heir to this thug shit like Julius Caesar
Chorus:
All my convicts, felony thugs, forever on the run
Live by the gun, die by the gun
sins
half of you cats are sweet like cinnamon
i'll shove a knife in your grin
i run with convicts and stick up kids
that will rob you for 6 bucks
get hectic enough to make your heart sick,
I light 'em up quick just like a candle stick,
I'm not a convict so fuck politics,
I'm not Catalic, but
junkyard convict from darkness
Roll wit the heartless, murder you like an are'ist
Mean man hollow, the man who pain'ted flowers
String bloody teeth, then
convicts of a senseless order. we hold the keys in our hands. step outside into the darkness. as the spires crumble into sand.
bustin straight convict kamakazi
Through your hood, get your strap, get your bat
Mothafuckas get your gat
[Mr. Shadow]
It's like that, G's like us run up
[Seagram]
4-deep in the bucket
Rollin' with some convicts, East Side lunatics
Doin' shit, stack some dough, slap a hoe
Or jack a foe with my
cause the data I speak
Is unique, it convicts with every tick of your heartbeat
I know the code of the street what?
Curse, rob and kill, smoke weed
got fifteen kids... can't feed my family
No birth control... condoms are not for me
A future of... convicts/criminals
Our technology hasn't taken us
Convict
Ils ont pas un gros, c'est que de bullshit
Ils sont pas un gros, c'est que d'conneries
L'époque des Dipset, c'est l'époque de Max B
Il m'faut
convicts, j'te parle pas de Akon
J'leur vendais du NyQuil pendant qu'j'buvais du Akorn
La seule fois qu'ils ont pop shit, c'était pour du popcorn
On va
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