Lyrics:
Demons arise from ashes
To deepen our gashes
Faceless souls flying by
Evil divine
Fable or dream, an absence of mind
A myth in the scrolls, a truth
the troopers brought the cans out
Ran in the house, snatched princess & took his man out
Just casualties of the war we know
A set up by his evil brother
a band
Bitch, how you gang, you dumped by yo' man
Bitch, you ain't gang
How you lie for your friend?
That nigga broke, I can see through the lens
That
guard)
Alright! I'm in control here. Everybody put down their weapons, let us go free, or somebody's going to get hurt.
Chrishop:
(Gets turned on by
grateful
Grateful for the chance my dad ever got to date you
Grateful for the positive words,you didn't hate dude
Even though he left you by yourself, jus
feet yes I been influenced
I got that A/C blowing while I'm counting this paper
Could turn a lesbian out shit if she owe me a favor
Pay my fee up by any
that I'm stopping
I'm gangster by the profit
Watch, I'll get in some bigger pockets
Clutching on the rocket, hoping troopers didn't stop it
Had to stuff
Sweet sixteen I get to take a spin
Windows rolled down wind’s all on my skin
T-boned by a speeding stoner hard
Momma’s Trooper’s totaled but what’s
stayed by the shack like Kobe young
Back when I played Zelda wit my homie Quan
Bloods tried to recruit, like c'mon man you know we strong
Moms used
buy it
And I got your hoe driving cause your hoe licenses
Cruise control lane assist so the trooper can't flick it
Sound like I'm sharpening a pencil
of the world
Ruff x5
Chorus:
This is the weight of the world(x12)
Enemies understand
We don't get tired by chance
Some a despise all my plans
We just gone hop
Big Daddy Kane catch a vibe/
I was raised by the Rap Gods/ raised by the rap gods
I was Raised by the Rap Gods/ raised by the rap gods
Prodigy, Guru,
Now they wanna hear a country nigga rap
Five albums in, I swear a country nigga snap
Thought they wanted trap, thought they wanted bass
Thought
Now they wanna hear a country nigga rap
Five albums in, I swear a country nigga snap
Thought they wanted trap, thought they wanted bass
Thought
'Arryis..'Arry 'Arrisssizzzz and Paul
Duh..Duh..Duh..Di'Anno. Chart position 18 it got to, that was released on 26th of April 1982. And it was off
of the album
Praise to being born
By the queen troopers
We’ll have come in and bloopers
Move the funky land cruisers
Bidding super gas whenever I could
Bidding
the proof is back just go through my rap
New York New York yeah where my troopers at
Where my hustlers where my boosters at
I don't care what you do for
the proof is back just go through my rap
New York New York yeah where my troopers at
Where my hustlers where my boosters at
I don't care what you do for
out
The music in the air
The grounds were all surrounded by
A band of gallant men
Shoulder to shoulder, no fascist could get in
The music of the people
your block with my troopers like we came for oil
We gave up our childhood just to go on Slauson
When you see that yellow tape, nigga, you know it's
start this album, I would like you to know
I don't condone any of the following
Brutal harming of others, unless if followed by the code of Hammurabi
meant for this performing
Why
Alright welcome to the album
I realize that maybe I should start by saying I was born may 10, 1999
Just in case you're
möglich
Denn du warst dumm jung brauchtest soviel Geld wie möglich
Wolltest ein Song mit Trooper einen mit Jeanette und mit Vanessa S
Ich musste dich
trooper disguise
Like having your pupil stomped by a storm trooper
Brutal demise, repeated pain like I'm loopin up cries
Boxing like romans an ancient
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