Lyrics:
Yeah, bought a new white Wraith, last night, nearly crashed it
Spinning out on the highway, 720 in the ass
Bad bitch in the passenger, seen her
Underneath the star we call the Sun
Unsheathed rays of yellow light begun to stun
By being undone as a why that describes the lies in front of these eyes
of hell
There's more blood spilled than Hamburger Hill
The planet Earth is the battlefield
Enemy troops can't come face to face with death
Black mission
jumpin' around with the broshigeez
And get less by the beat pharmacy, 'cuz they hitting you with
[CHORUS]
...worrrrd up
...worrrrd up
Look out
With twenty dollars in the pocket of some old jeans
Came across a few salesmen that sold dreams
But we wasn't gon quit uh uh by no means
We started
I used to live in sin now I crucify the flesh
Clean I been rinsed by the blood that he shed
The peace from the prince in my thoughts in my head
You see work gettin bought, and work gettin sold
If you real you can roll, but if you fake you might fold
Now a days its a struggle to survive
Some
line?
And we're still signing with our blood
And it's all that was mentioned
And it has all been no good
But it's the right that we haven't
Forgotten
you
Instead you sent me to hell, hope you go there too
Surrounded by my demons I just have to walk through
When you said you really fuck with me I hope
Yeah, Amerikaz mothafuckin' Nightmare, bitch
They wanna know, where the hood at? Nigga, we right here
Live in the flesh with the Tecs, that never
would say
I am bought with the blood of Jesus, let me go"
I said, "Isaac, when you tossed that book in my lap
You glowed with a sinister victory
You
Sitting in the park with a walkman on nodding my neck hard
And pardon me I didn't see you there.
Thank god for the gift of midriff driftin by,
Catch
and duck em I make sure the family eat
If you bring up something you better stand by it cause you know we checking receipts
Dealt with a vulture and leach
on the corner
Bumming dollars and a quarter
Mitch sold drugs
Then he tried to be a thug
Killed shot up with a slug
By somebody wwith a grudge
Tameka bought
and always
To the one who knows
Will you stay with me
With these vows I ask
Mind and heart and soul
Please say you'll be here, by my side
Ramparts
make by myself some cash
I ain't gonna wait for others just to let me smash
I gotta keep that strap close
Versaci got a Glock with a mad blow
We trappin'
already died, dog
Blood still wet, cut the check
And count them pies, dog
Freaky bitch with me
Man - she'll probably lick my eyeballs
Man she'll probably
Blood's out West
But my shorties down South
Ain't got forty for a house
But they ride old schools
And put forty in they mouth
Mix Sprite with a deuce
Sip
Bought more coke than rick james and ya clique lame
Free kevin gates I'm at penn state with a thick dame with a spit game
Doing donuts cheat day, we
this belt on
Fuck nigga dont talk to me
If
You ain't got the beeper
My niggas might slide down yo block
With them beamers
Shoutout Ray got fame
Cuz that
tonight
I'm slanging iron tonight, yeah
It's on, just bought a chopper with a knife
Bend the block, let it pop, and take off in the night
I'm tryna take
with blood on your shirt
Like Jesse Jackson trying to test the reaction of the people
See through trying to out act Don Cheadle
I speak to original
with blood on your shirt
Like Jesse Jackson trying to test the reaction of the people
See through trying to out act Don Cheadle
I speak to original
became blood.
The sun cries with sizzling rays.
Under the sigh of unattainable height.
Unattainable height of divine indifference.
The mortal polygon
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