Lyrics:
a bit)
Yo niggas never got nothin' good to say quick to blame
'Fore you judge me feel my pain
You know it ain't a vest in the world that
Mainstream want me selling Cain
Mainstream want me selling (blame)
Mainstream want me selling (game)
Mainstream want me selling (what)
Mainstream want me
weak shit, yo
You're weak, you're wack, you need to quit you lil punk bitch
Go and freak your mother, go dig a damn ditch
Get out my face, I'm tired
run it by the sound
Now she wanna get wit' me
Y'all better run and jot it down
If yo lady pretty then watch her
Lose her, got it, found aye
Put ya money
labeled as a troublemaker
– who can you blame?
Smokin' weed helped me take away the pain
So I'm hopeless, rollin' down
The freeway swervin', don't worry
I'm
(Woah,Woah,Woah)
Nigga Im by myself dont got no homies
(Woah,Woah,Woah)
Nigga aint my brudda dont you bro me
(Woah,Woah,Woah)
But yo showed me
That you dont know me
Done with yo Shit
I'm done with yo shit
I'm done with yo shit yeah
My heart so broke
How you play me like a joke
You thought I wasn't the shit yeah
Ayo
It's Jem Life
I got the keys to the Morgue in my pocket
It's too many bodies
Thanks for explaining the word "many" to me by the way
It means
Ghidra has arrived, you guys could take five
By the time it's over, no snakes alive
Take the dive, I'm tellin' you, you better off
Then up against
true-to-life killas, killas
We takin' Other People Money, they money
And then we buyin' all the cars, the cars
Man bump 'em on chrome, chrome
Besides that yo
Yo 'Pac
That's right, hehehe
Yo, I heard you got beat up by the police
Got a big fat lawsuit and everything
Yeah
Niggas just wanna know
If you
Yeah ha... we vibin'
Channel livin' all day ha see'mon
Yo its me the m-e-t-h uh o-d
????
Sniff a whole key
My coke deep
Be my conscious tellin'
Yeah ha.. we vibin'
Channel livin' all day ha see'mon
Yo its me the m-e-t-h uh o-d
??
Sniff a whole key
My coke deep
Be my conscious tellin' me
the way my chain bling
I be king, so me and you no be the same thing
No be me, na God, do am no dey blame me
As you see, I jejely dey for my lane men
shot them
Mo' money mo' problems, suppose to get better
Feel for Afeni, like I feel for Violetta
Ay yo they call me Jae Millz, Tru Lenox and Banger
shot them
Mo' money mo' problems, suppose to get better
Feel for Afeni, like I feel for Violetta
Ay yo they call me Jae Millz, Tru Lenox and Banger
I feel weak
My mind controls
My body
That whisper sounds
So sweet
But it's taking
Over me
Oh Lord please rescue me
From this sleepless dream
I
compare, you think this shit be a game
Fallen Soldiers in my streets, who else can we really blame
Young 'lil jit 'bout 14 with a toolie by his hip
Use
love, I could see the eyes up above
watchin, waitin for me to slip
lose grip, opposition got me on their list
I get freshed by Jase
he threw all the fakes
I hate I cant be picture perfect
At least I'm working
I hate my soul cold
I blame da ones who hurt me
Young king branched out da hood
'N found my own
I'm coolin' on my own, can you blame me?
(Can you blame me?)
Ain't never left your side 'til you made me
(Ain't never left your side)
Been getting
to slaughter your son and your daughter
You can blame the government
Let me tell you how it all started
The middle class was evaporated then the filthy rich
play
When we place the blame
Yo we ain't fit, for each other i'm a dick
All i wanna do is work on a verse i'm addicted
You're a bitch always second
was holding bong hits.
chorus – like mahatma gandhi followed by a horde of hotties or the feds on the trail of a
mr. john gotti, I'm a sound wave
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