Lyrics:
the bread or an Excedrin,
That'll only get my engine revvin'
While y'all on ten, I'm on eleven
I'm a make the news, be on at seven
Matter fact I'm on this
the bread or an Excedrin,
That'll only get my engine revvin'
While y'all on ten, I'm on eleven
I'm a make the news, be on at seven
Matter fact I'm on this
twenty-seven, argues fights
Selfish in her own right, polite, guess she's in her second childhood
"Cause when I flow the for the street"
"Who else could it be"
fact
Niggas best fall back (fall back)
We click like clocks when they tick
24 slash 7 war
Stomp off a predators
Quick to set it off
Which you know this
plate
I'm tryna eat like I just haven't ate
I'm in the stu’ for like six, seven days
I take the second verse off, send it Dre
I do what I want with no
Performed by minneapolis
Composed by sonny t.
M p l(l) s
I used 2 play the gig at archie's bunker
Then I up and joined the jeffersons
I was in a band
The Dopehouse, got it snowin' in the summer
Drug runner, fuck the "I'ma gonna wanna"
Fast learner, attack like piranhas
My next big hit's called
24 hours to live...
24 hours to live...
Seven-thousand, four hundred, twenty three grains
of sand drop from the hourglass
It's how much time I got
ain't
Cause all I got on me is a big fat bank
And I hope I don't get robbed by you know who
Make me donate some G's to the boys in blue
And if I sue,
the roof since
You wanna be the Fall Guy
So mess around, you'll be a dead man
I get hype, Tonight's Da Night like Redman
Nuff respect to Big L who get wreck
[I - The forbidden words]
[II - Incantation]
[III - Passage of time]
[IV - The silent threat]
[V - Archilles heel]
[VI - Covenant of souls]
[VII -
[I - The forbidden words]
[II - Incantation]
[III - Passage of time]
[IV - The silent threat]
[V - Archilles heel]
[VI - Covenant of souls]
[VII -
hatin'
R. Kelly ain't got nothin' on the shit I be makin'
I'm a freak, I been that way since 7
Me, Big Boi and Devin, bitch is 11
Now ever since I was
Niggas thought I got evicted how my
Shit up in the streets
BIG but ain't nothing obese but the feast
I'm skinny cause I'm always on my feet
Gotta hustle
a second chance in there
I'm a high-functioning shooter, yeah, I'm big on astrology
I'm always looking at a fat dirt star every chance I get
I'm off
hearted, cross
Eyed, curly haired motherfuckers, knowI'msayin?
The name's Capone puttin it down with big CPO Boss Hogg
For a second to let all why'all
Days come easy
By night it gets hard
So close to you
But yet I’m so far
Gets so ruff out here it gets tuff
Missing you babe
Cause I can't get enough
club, shoot, stab, sell crack
Straight like that
We eat, sleep, shit street life
Straight like that
We get knocked by the same ?
Straight like that
to second guess it
Need some rest, so I slept in
One day of the year, it's mine to celebrate
Lived through a couple years, fourteen by today
All about
little 3, little Gs
Hangin' by the high school, blowin' in the trees
4 little, 5 little, 6 TCs
Watch a nigga back one and dip it through with ease
7
don't hurt Myself
I wish for a certain life
I hate second guessing
Big decision in a split second
Greedy splitting dinner still getting seconds
You can
hidin' deeply in my heart
Chasing my dreams 'till I fall asleep
I use to live by the sea
Now I live in this big city
For years I've been sinning
I'll find
that shit)
Back on that Nash shit and not the one that played with Dirk (big Nash)
I do the shootin', before rap, I sold yayo first (brr), Machine,
but the game's always free
Close Your eyes for a second I'mma teach you how to see
I'mma tap your mind's eyes and make your crown chakra gleam
Fruits
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