Lyrics:
you off
Broad, with the cause (yeah) bitch on a mission
Keep them niggas by they nuts while you hoes be dick kissin
Missing the game, damn bitch it's
From the cosmic skies, roses gently descend
Diamonds shimmering, angels around me they bend
Beings of light, passing torches in the night
Guiding me
man..."
[Verse 1: Tech N9ne]
I've been writing for
Nineteen years for sure
Hate rules in these times
Niggaz don't wanna see me shine
Stop me, and then
know, it's no time for shakin'
Get what you're gonna get, front and center
Or get five years for breakin' and enter
Move quickly, but no runnin'
Shh,
him scarred
Had his heart broken from who he really he trusted
Found a little shorty got to know her n got to lustin
Few years went by n that's when his
a wish
Since I was 14
All I wanted to be was 19
5 Years later I made it congratulations
Too bad the homies ain’t here to celebrate it with me
Free the guys
Here's a man the Sheriff watches.
On his gun there's more 'n twenty-seven notches.
On the draw there's no-one faster
and you're flirting with disaster
everything goin haywire
You lauged before let's see you laugh now blue cow
How now black cow
Word to bird
Word to bird
Word to bird n****
[Chuck D]
torn by war, and the call to arms rang clear,
Thomas joined the battle, though just a boy of seventeen years.
Tommy Ricketts, brave and true,
With
You wait like "Sixth Sense" 'til hard to kill
How you livin' Streetlife? I'm surrounded by criminals
Serial killers tote guns without the serial
I made a right on 14th all on the curb know I was geek
I took a sip of that pink shit got me Slurring I am moving mean
we Gotta get this cream
We
brother been dead 20 years, I'm trappin' for that nigga
God Flow like Pusha n 'em, rose Phantom pushin' 'em
Splittin' Louisville Sluggers open, puttin' kush
(Coke Boy, baby)
I'm up in traffic, I ride with them guns, you know how we do every summer (ooh)
Jump out the bed, like fuck what it is, you know
Camouflage suit
Snipers up on the Parliament roof
Circle the bass for the 14th hour
We make the war get wicked by quarter past 2
Solutions or 21 gun salute
listenin' to Pac, now I'm rappin' for that nigga
My brother been dead 20 years, I'm trappin' for that nigga
God Flow like Pusha n 'em, rose Phantom pushin'
But God in all his wisdom
Busted through a maiden head
The apostles visit now and then
But I can't get their hands uncurled
By the spikes hammered
His remarkable armor is supreme!"
Yo
Sometimes I'm liable to spazz and break fool
Grab my gun, select one, snatch son
Put the barrel by his face,
Fuck Zen Fuck Zen
Tryna out me but I know where you live
Neo ain't coming back back that boy fucking dipped
And you hang around a 14 year old kid
understand your style n****
It's goin' on the third year, since you've been gone
On the East and West Coast the same s*** is goin on
The industry be
"I'll do years if I pull this trigger"
So he cold dashed and ran around the block
Cop radios in to another lady cop
He ran by a tree, there he saw
Lemme tell you a little story
Bout a kid by the name of shorty
First six years smooth
Ninety seven begin to worry
Treated sorry
Abused, starved,
His remarkable armor is supreme!"
Yo
Sometimes I'm liable to spazz and break fool
Grab my gun, select one, snatch son
Put the barrel by his face,
shit
This pack im blowing now n days is simply redonkliz
Im flying up to the Moon, and Im talking BO1
I always took the M14, my favorite starting gun
Started with a warden, gun until I got an AK
Kids in the projects when we was by the bay, bay
Kids with the Pyrex, I hit it first, Ray J
When
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