Lyrics:
these niggas so basic
These niggas so basic basic ridin we on gang shit
Call my glock a cougar it's a forty with a face lift
Dangerous famous light skin
Don't think you want it but run up and nigga we'll see
Man I'm off the lean catch me with the sprite
Catch me with a bad bitch by the end of night
When
You safe in my arms
That's getting me hard
Lay on yo side
Take off yo draws
Lift up yo thighs
This pussy is mine
Stick to yo body
I beat it like drum
Tell your broke-ass menace come get me gone, we gon' bust him off
Drop tape by tape and don't promote at all, that's just my runner up
I know that he
the flavor's gone
Faded, sitting cross legged
At the pylon
Overrated in only the hippest parts of towns
Ego so inflated
It almost lifts me off the ground
But I
I'm trying to keep faith
In my fellow man
I have harvested nothing
By turning to you
I try and I try
And I try as I do
I've buttered my fist
to feel, to love, to yearn
For what could be
Not crushed by what is now
Or what has been
Survival is an old man's curse
His heart was pierced long before its
safe in my arms
That's getting me _
Lay on yo side
Take off yo draws
Lift up yo thighs
This _ is mine
Stick to yo body
I beat it like drum
Nom nom nom
The same motherfucker got us livin' is his hell
You have to realize, what its a form of slavery
Organized under a swarm of devils
Straight up, word 'em up
You
You turned it all around
My life was nothing without You
My soul was empty without You
But You
You came and filled me up
You lifted me out
My man Willie Willie Willie D
Taggin up BDP with a fat marker
And this is what's on today's charter
Ha hah hah
All the ladies in the place
the bio-capsule, we're burning up. To make it Down we must resist, we must commit, to save our lives.'
Plumes of orange, face acid torn, cavernous depths, uncharted
the light it was dark
I know what I gotta do
Just keep on seeing it thru
Break or fold no I won't
Yea I'm as solid as stone
I made a promise to lift my people
Hello ladies
We bring you the greatest album that has been made in the history of man
It is called Speeding Bullet to Heaven
Beavies punk rock is not
flex
Blood, sweat, tears
I been racking em up
Gain a few more tiers
I’m stacking em up
I lift a few more peers
And I’m backing em up
Hard headed
Yeah I’m
Tossing periods in front of false reps?
It's not the 187 when the 360 slept
You swallow the cake from the plate of elevate
Or you might get sparked by
The spiked red hair...and the..and the, paintn' his face
Wha, hold on man, Tech is losein' it man
He's not as grounded as he used to be
Tech was
like a man] I know it ain't easy
[When it gets hard, y'all] it gets hard sometime
[You just grab what you know] Yes, it does
[Stand up tall and don't
Deep wounds I ain't patch up
From the tomb, where the block reeks sewer
But it taught a nigga how to maneuver
War bound man this shit get crucial
A nigga
mind
When I picked it up and said hello
This foot came through the line
Well, by this time I was fed up
At tryin' to make a stab
At bringin' back
will listen so it’s hard to fight
And when your breaking cause your shaken inside
You gotta lift yourself up and try
Try to fight
attention good, man
Bust through it
Invincible
Stop playing the victim now
Tear it up, rip it up, and build it up
Be a man not an animal
You were born
is not a game its a conscience
Living constant are you awake or just afraid
Concealed by separation unwilling to be unified
Call it dehumanization
seem to care.
I just could not accept the love,
They offered me to share.
And I'm still yours.
I'm still yours.
I never thought when we broke up,
That
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