Lyrics:
Rude
Mikah 9
And Aceyalone
Microphone manglers
And we hail from babylon
Sector west side
Los Angeles
Rule things
Worldwide
Haiku!!!
too much like
Him, we were cast out
And the garden of Eden transformed in
To the garden of Evil
Los Angeles, The city of Angels, A
Land of Gods
The interests of all our people and therefore, cannot be permitted"
("The jury found that they were all not guilty, not guilty")
"We've been told that all along
miss my baby yea
Last Night in Los Angeles
bringing home my advance plus sum sh*t
i'll see you when i'm landing
i'll be out quick ain't claim no baggage
to the top of the empire state
New York's crazy but it's also great
There's no place that id rather live
No San Francisco or Los Angeles
Rumors are true we
the Auderman empire,
For I hear by the sound of the
castanettes, we are off,
off, off, off we are off.
Off to Br-r-r-r-r-r-r-azil! a-Br-r-razil. Brazil...
Land
to act, how to be, how to live
We are what we are, forever live or die
Don't tell me how to act, how to be, how to live
I am what I am from beginning
to act, how to be, how to live
We are what we are, forever live or die
Don't tell me how to act, how to be, how to live
I am what I am from beginning
to act, how to be, how to live
We are what we are, forever live or die
Don't tell me how to act, how to be, how to live
I am what I am from beginning
fired up (the deepest cuts are healed by faith)
Now I believe there comes a time
When everything just falls in line
We live an' learn from our mistakes
fired up (the deepest cuts are healed by faith)
Now I believe there comes a time
When everything just falls in line
We live an' learn from our mistakes
in Flint
Beside them college folks don't want no po male black resident
Flint Michigan's a prison and we all are locked up
The only good jobs are
Threw my set up at some
Mo' gang parties in LA gangsta Gibbs
Los Angeles
Do it (Shake that body, party that bod-)
Uh, I do it
(Shake that body, party that
on the Glock (Glock)
Kill all the opps (opps), ride on the cops (cops)
Live by the code, die by the code, never been a hoe
Bury me before I sell my soul
Freedom Ring”, show me freedom again
I just wanna live wealthy and free with the pen
But this country want me dead, or never free from the pen
When we all
"Brown Sugar" by D'Angelo
In Los Angele's, like an Evangelist
I can introduce you to your maker
Bring you closer to nature
Ashes after they cremate you
Or steady being distracted by money drugs and four
Fives, I count lives all on these songs
Look at the weak and cry, pray one day you'll be strong
Fighting
Champagne wishes and caviar dreams
A team that's gettin' C.R.E.A.M
With sales of fishscales from triple beams
I gleam, livin' the live of Riley, packin'
love for my nigga named Screw
The Key-C's in this bitch, my nigga Jonathan
I got about 6 or 7 pounds from him
He broke em all down and we all got high
love for my nigga named Screw
The Key-C's in this bitch, my nigga Jonathan
I got about 6 or 7 pounds from him
He broke em all down and we all got high
Ha, all my real niggas in the photo (yeah)
Bottles in the air, we don't care about no hoe, no hoe
Yeah, shout out my nigga D-lo (yeah)
Girl, I know
the fire)
Hey! (One that we desire)
London! (Our hearts are fixed on You)
Burn within our souls (burn within our souls)
That all the earth will know
People who are being taken advantage of
By you and your lies?
To all separated couples out there who are
Cordial and co parent nicely GOOD FOR
YOU i wish
pockets, stuffed withJolly
Ranchers.
when the NFL had the Rams in Los Angeles,
Charles Finley in Oakland,
And my kindergarten moment was the beginning.
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