Lyrics:
on food I'm in the mood for a stick-up,
To pick up lil' somethin' on a get up
You hit up, blessed by the way I protest,
Your world, gettin' it all of my
'Cause I got cheddar to get, I'ma foul and ???
With two co-defenders, drive by, Tah, and I
Said the dead don't die unless they fuck with Ja
If sellin
Tired of these rappers, tired of these jackers
I'm tired of these dances by these fuckin' backpackers
And I'm sick of all these hipsters, I'm sick
for my village, yeah
I do it for my pe (Aye, yes, sir)
And the blood drippin' by the gallons (Grr)
Dolo in the whip, I solo any clique
It's not
on a mission lookin for the one im tryna find
but i get caught living life by the rhyme
living life on the grind
living like I, be 20-something on my birthday
And you begin to realise what you mean by "the death of a village"
And about the pits being "the mother of the village"
And all these phrases that sound
[Pete Rock] To all my Bronx niggaz (Yeah!)
"And I say right about now get ready to get down
to the funky sound of the man they call"
"Pete Rock" "and
set
And to get my son right so
He don't live my young life
'Cause I remember some nights I used
To hold that gun tight
Middle of the jungle tryin'
of those in Castle Slum
We'll never live a life of junky-headed jeopardy
We'll burn the UB40s made up by me
Made up by me
It's nothing that'll happen
When
.. the evening of your life .. who was meant to get...
I love my sole lane and rap my arms in it's tenderness..
It's was caught engaged with open
The kingdom cries for its champion
Well he tried and didn’t get it right
And couldn’t live with all of his mistakes
So he never came home just took another
where he could get
c shelter and a feast
Many years gone by
cnd john managed to survive
On that day he realized
HE REcLIZED
THcT he was born to live
from, no one runs when funds run low in lump sums
We chose to dump dumb dumb but live dunn dunn
We livin hum drum in the slums
Where scum conceal stun
so you better get, concerned
My challenger, check the calendar
I'm as live as a .45 caliber, Colt
With a silencer, wettin' up, suckers I be
N*gg*s can't live without drama
The block is too hot feel like lava
Buh they can't stop us
We gotta grind hard
Playing hide and seek with the cops can get
times we all
Get to live this life
That's one, don't waste it
You'd be way more successful with
Dax on your playlist
'Cause I rap about motivation, which
opportunities
Rounding us up
Where we living, no funding
They call it a slum (They call it a slum)
From project housing
Tryna get grounded
Only options that we
booby
Get it right, its Emilio Pucci, hoochie (hoochie)
Write for sci-fi, I'll be pipin' five pies, the cat went like the nine lives
Ten halves, five
leave them wheaties
I'm greedy, can't see me
Wit bifoc's I fry then fly folks with high hopes
Watch my smoke now why choke
Sly stroke get by nope
I'm just living my life
I ain't got time for No Hold Ups
I'm just trying to get right
I'm just trying to live, I'm just trying to live
I'm just
tell Harvard get her number
If you want a shirt, buy two
It's the burbrat drip, but Barnett my real slum
And if you don't get the hell when he swervin' by
That's your issue - God bless ya - you deserve to die
[Lil Wayne]
I hope y'all niggas understand that I
hood hot as a sauna I’m tuckin and hidin da grams
We tryna survive in real life might get shot while u tryna go live on da gram
I really came from da
cuz why you catch that slug
Now I know we really live and die by the gun
I don't wanna stay no more I wanna leave the slums
I'm steady stressing so I
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