Lyrics:
Popping bottles, blowing paper
Balling hard, he know they hating
But they gon' respect it
Cause he rocked Tony
And Tony had the hood on smash by his lonely
TICAL
As I walk in the shadow of death
Sixteen men on a dead man's chest
Your host this even Mr H-O-T
N-i-x, you get splashed with the Tec
Nobody
and drop it on yo head
Trappin ain't dead
Man Dese pussy niggas scared
Imma different kinda guy
So others don't compare
Imma gun finatic
Cop em like a pair
was answered in less than a heartbeat
The handsome young stranger lay dead on the floor
Just for a moment I stood there in silence
Shocked by
nigga
I'm aiming at your Beats by Dr. Dre, nigga
I put up some ornaments today, nigga
'Cause 'round here, every day a holiday, nigga
This that Sorry 4
Killing them like there's no tomorrow
Guns ablaze as blood floods the deck
This ship's 'bout to become a wreck
Go make sure all the pirates are dead
We
of the Starship TICAL
As I walk in the shadow of death
Sixteen men on a dead man's chest
Your host this evening for H-O-T
N-I-S, you get splashed with the Tec
eight legged horse sleipnir
Carries him over land sea and air, the bringer of the valiant dead, the einherjar, from
The battlefield across the rainbow
The Pale Horse - pulling a cart of dead deities -
The beautiful colors are drift'd away.
Black Asphodels ascend from the overcloudéd livid blossom;
coming through I tell
Her bring my money too
I love my rose red, my diamon color blue
My car europeean
I got a lot of haters, they see me flying up
But
we do that often
Two bad bitches, thick like horses
Let 'em snort cocaine at a party
Leave 'em stiff like rigor mortis
Don't try to race, this car
a nigga queen, I don't play cards
Let me see your hands up like a gun in your face
Gimme her combination I'mma put my tongue in her safe
And if the time is
the ladies come quick
The money can't fit in my pockets
But I bet that gun fit
And I'm so unfit
'Cause all I eat is rappers
And these rappers ain't shit
a musket beside her
With the barrel beneath her breast
"Now keep good watch" and they kissed her
She heard the dead man say
"Look for me by the moonlight
my only friend
Is the city I live in is beautiful Brooklyn
Long as I live here believe I'm on fire, hey
'Cause it's the B-the-R-the-O-the-O-K
L-y-n
the Hiroshima, Japan
Movin niggas out the hood and just divide em with fam
Hey yo, the bitches like G Money said to us, man
About the dick like the horse
purple
Simon Says take they heads homies
And send them phony motherf***ers to dwell with all they dead homies
Fishin' for fake n****s, observe and shake
friends are distant now haaaaaaa
Dope n' coke, roll n' smoke her
On that sofa, till it's over
Homie can't you see we got that waveeeeeeee
Never sober, till
tricky
Young turn n***a from the park, uh-huh
Went from lam' to rose' to hoppin' out, tryna let it spark, uh-huh
We be in the hood, hot, watchin' out for
Too many stories from those dead in battle
The pawns climbed on board
To serve a country in any purpose
Bright of loyalty
Wield knives, swords
What? (just shut the fuck up) Huh? (just shut the fuck up)
Headstrong, dead calm, Dead by Dawn
Dead weight, they dead wrong, let's get it on
Twelve
'Cause I be
Now it's a thousand niggas fucked
Up in my city
Now it's a thousand niggas fucked
Up in yo city no pity
Niggas turning them guns n blast
'em n
the ganja plants
Smif-N-Wessun, generals of the Boot Camp
(Bucktown) home of the original gun-clappers
(Bucktown) home of the original gun
[Notorious B.I.G.]
Uhh, I dream filthy
My moms and pops mixed me with Jamaican Rum and Whiskey
Huh, what a set up
Shoulda pushed 'em dead off, wipe the sweat
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