Lyrics:
will find what your Looking for
Don't close the door
Always try to learn more
Sometimes you got to Harness
The light in the darkness
Stand up back
your door?
Everybody's dying just to live a little more
There's an old man that work down by the water edge
Raising up the bridge for the ships that
troops
Had to sit down then regroup
You know how they do
Everybody say that gang, got it tatted
We was a crew
And then poof
Whoopsy daisy, looks like
to cry
It's so hard not to cry I'm steady living life
Will I live to see the next 2-4 It's here now I'm surprised
I know my enemy is counting down to my
no K.Os by technicality bitch
Look at what I'm doing
I'm trying to stay stable
Two summers ago I throat punched a nigga then slammed his face onto
packing
Can't breathe, think I'm dying type life
You hype, I take flight
Two lives girl, girl and I
All night, all right
Out the door, give me more, make it
Like you
There she is
We can fall together
Remember how much you live
All these times
Breaking down the walls
Just in a night
Busting through the doors
like a number 2,
Are you even catching this shit,
I know it’s been a while but my name should be stained in your brain by now,
Yeah I’m great right
grabbed, man snitchin'
By sixteen, had bare convictions
Couldn't get a job, but I couldn't stay down
Decide the roads was the only way out
Every day, had
pretty lights in the sky
And I remember we stayed up
Way past your bedtime
Up on the 2nd floor
Down by my sliding door
Just innocent kids
In a victimless
beyond
And now I'm standing right in front of you
And all the fear has fallen down
We have these moments to live as we wanted to
To step out from
Summertime, ninety-nine point something degrees
There go the fifth nigga down getting knocked by the D's
Me and my brother can't even feed
Twenty two kids get shot today
Eight of them don't go home
By murder and by accident
And for reasons no one knows
Mothers inconsolable
Blinded in your
power, respect
Two chains swingin' (Players)
Freeze tag 'round your neck
Want a (Ayy) big bag tSA carousels
Funny, we live by the bag just
To die by
made for me
A whole world made for me
Travel at the speed of light
I swear I never moved so fast
Slam the door finally home
By myself I'm safe at last
a hand full of keys to the doors for the dreamers
So high school was like messin up laundry
Fuckin with a colorful girl by the bleachers
But
Soon after
us pray, amen
And after all these years of crime and malice
I look down and see I'm cold and calloused
And while our sins are to filthy to bear
We
back home
And now way up high two jet planes
Weave spider webs across the sky
As that flatbed Ford has dropped his load
Now there he goes swinging by
the weapon of choice
Left her heart on display
Though that she'll deny
Two tattoos of skin
One of ice one of tin
For the days have gone by
But I ain't one
>From my nigga, who live close around the way
Now I got to find that nigga, I'm gonna stalk that nigga
I'm gonna show yo ass, how to keep the finger
There's a disc jockey in Hartlanberg
Who works at W.A.N.T.
He puts two or three eggs in him
And he's in your car by 6.00 am
He lives for
kept kickin' and fightin'-
And Wallace got up, feelin' bad.
Decided 'twere time that e started
To stage a comeback for the lad.
Then puttin' ead down in
And although he once had principles
He abandoned them
To live as a lap dog to a wealthy daughter of the Revolution
A-one, two, three, that's bull, he said
Ever wonder why there's an end to it?
Clockwise slipping down a clogged drain
In that period two dimensions out of three
Tried to fit it like
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