Lyrics:
control if we sum it up
Thinking we can score we can run it up
Thinking that we more when we not enough
This world, without God, can be so corrupt
Yeah,
A military mind, nigga (yeah)
A military mind mean money
A criminal grind, nigga
A criminal grind mean hustle
You know
We tradin' war stories,
and eat it too (fuck you)
This is hard time on Planet Earth, for what it's worth
Xzibit stay in rotation without rehabilitation like this
Players,
But fallen angel
Where are you now
After all these years
I remember the tears
When we parted you said
Don't forget me
You were ridin' so high
we call reality
Mimicry isn't mastery
Don't fall victim to flattery
He's in his house of learning not bothered by a bloody eyeball
You couldn't
Surprise you with a hollow
Ayyyyyyyyyy
I'm from the bay
The heart of that muafucka
E P A
It ain't what we say
It is how we say
Rogue
I'm from the bay
getting miserable
I can hardly breathe
My thoughts are suffocating
Getting by without you is getting miserable
It's been 10 months now
Since we've fallen
by
Wave bye on the low stole the show
What it do brand new deja vu me and you maybe boo
What it do?
You are my fire you take me higher
by
Wave bye on the low stole the show
What it do brand new deja vu me and you maybe boo
What it do?
You are my fire you take me higher
by
Wave bye on the low stole the show
What it do brand new deja vu me and you maybe boo
What it do?
You are my fire you take me higher
by
Wave bye on the low stole the show
What it do brand new deja vu me and you maybe boo
What it do?
You are my fire you take me higher
victory
God help us do our best we will not slack or rest
Till the last fallen hero rests in peace
Now the winds of war are blowing and there's no way
4 sides
Fallen, without you by my side
Calling, for someone nearby
Coffins, are surrounding people lives
Problems, we all got some of them
Avoid them,
As everything's fallen right into its place
And the clouds are all gone, so we stare into space
And I feel the calm when I look at your face
Tell me that you
street biblicho fight me
You my rival
We screw mva, you blow shit
The encirclement
You are okay
Why on him don't, I'm on her got
Bac aw
Melanie Simone
lives
Messed up inside
Our minds are ill
And some have even fallen ill with the virus
It's hit the community hard
And we are facing a crisis
Critical
Onyx
I listen to the melodies made by Jazzists
From the sax of Charlie Parker to Cab Calloway Scatting
Pave the way the forefathers of this music R.A.P
I wonder why you even bothered
Since we've fallen back to our leagues
A taboo love affair so honoured
By the way you decided to leave
As my palms both
like school
Except you can't skip
R.I.P X
I'm fallen tryna not to slip
Hard enough to be like three six
And stay fly
Or be Kanye and lupe
Tryna touch
by god.
Chorus
I give you my hand, without caring who you are, not behind the appearance, I keep insane in my mind (2×)
Verse III
My own behaviour show
you'll take this world by surprise
Incarceration fatalities just a nigga reality
Know we moving the weight, just know we ain't burning calories
Only got
Journalist
The summer sun is fading as the year grows old,
And darker days are drawing near,
The winter winds will be much colder,
Now you're not here.
Like a leaf on a breeze you blew away...
Through autumn's golden gown we used to kick our way,
You always loved this time of year
Those fallen
The results my people make sure your body repoed
Then we toke on the dro the weed i smoke is lethal
Industry filled wit g's u know its blood in blood out
If u
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