Lyrics:
life
Oh no not another kid
It’s sad how we Struggling just to staying alive
It seems like every day we either getting shot or dying by 5
When will this
Devour the meek, be dyin' on the 'book live
You won't make it 'til equality come
The tabernacles filled with mothers and sons
They prayin' for us
Yeah
Lost so many soldiers overseas
Over cheese
I was on my knees, and cowaiting by rain steady praying for the world to freeze
Little kid's gone,
wipe these niggas nose
Not because it's winter give a fuck about the cold
PPF breadwinner you ain't know now you know
CBT PPF yeah we live by ah code
If
a spice of comics
Fresh, ripe and honest
I pick up the pieces like I was a hunter-gatherer
Inspired by life our people live deep and suffer the punter
killed my homie
(Aye)
I got the waves you might spot me wit a sea check
When I'm back I want my spot like a seat check
(Aye)
This is for us stoner kids
our fathers and slaughtering them all over the world
But it’s time that we spoke
Either you want us to live, or you don’t
Even so, there’s potential for
Live love live I can't feel ya
Them niggas trynna kick it but can't kick it like it fifa
And They was trynna see me but can't see me like John Cena
shooter of a drive-by,
Smokin' cain, sellin' joints in jr High
Head from a minor, sex with animals,
Butthole surfers, a fucked up rehearsal,
Lost pawn
live to see tomorrow
My dogs already warned your mother
She'll be full of sorrow
Busting through the door, somebody's house, kids screaming
I
through it and just do it
So act like ya knew it, the Mount Vernon/Shaolin fluid
The rap committee coming live
through ya city, swing hard like Ken Griffey
the realest
The Mayor want to call the SWAT team to come and kill us
but, dawgs are friends, if one see the morgue, one'll live
to get revenge, and we ride
us
They're closing schools
We live and love
We're changing rules
Glimpses refined by Divinity's design
Senses sublime 'stead of empty and resigned
Ayy, Hardaway, yeah hardaway, yeah
They say the murder gang cool 'til
You live in a box can't, with them niggas
They wasn't passin' the rock yeah,
Freck, yeah I get dirty
I'm the best, hands down, like six-thirty
[Paul Cain]
Look
Like Michael J. Fox, I got +Family Ties+
Posing us can't be wise
then send us to jail damn
We don't get no shine when we talk like this
Wanna see me disrespect you when I talk my shit
What if the brothers got together
Lifestyles of the kid who never had shit
Living off that bad shit, that shoot shit
That stab shit rock a flag and don’t give a
Fuck about US flag
to acknowledge
Or you are not aware of
The caliber of discounts
Indicated by the presence of
A heart-shaped object in your community
Hey kid, look at you! Right
about...three of these as I said later, ...quarter of an hour goes by ... half an hour, we
try to stand up and leave. I mean, it was like, you know, "Gaaaahh,
and pop shots
To leave you in a box like Blaine
I come to bring back hype in the game
I'm a badboy
I've got bare stripes on my name
Slowly but surely I'm
Way back when I was just a little bitty boy
Living in a box under the stairs
In the corner of the basement of the house
Half a block down
always gonna shine
Just shine
Just fly
Live your life
For the vibes
We get by
When we get high
That's why my love for u will never die
If it dies
They keep starting to astound us
Lucky us we didn't blow up in our twenties
The money by them was panties
We were chipping ramps to Grammys their life
of the kids
That's kinda just the way life is, you either gotta live or you die
At least that I can say that I tried
'Cause I tried, I tried to do the best
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