Lyrics:
Do you believe in war?
Is war the only thing worth dying for?
Why do we suffer for our needs?
And give up our souls to feed our families?
It shakes
it (Yeah)
I wanna brand new big watch
I want all diamonds (Yeah)
I wanna make my city proud man I know they got me
I ain't realize that
Y'all niggas
Y'all ain't never just tripped and pictured
And just looked at the whole situation
'Cause once you look at it
You know (Really do)
They don't
feed that snake thats giving him the hand to bite
It's easy to fold and always lie
They don't know the difference between their love and pride
Miss my
out
Everything you do gotta put 100 in it Not 99
You don't wanna see the Drought
I been praying to make it out gotta Mind of a maniak
I just wanna spray
You shine in more than I will ever know
'cause You've taken on the sins of the whole world
Rest in You is so easy to do
as long as we remain close
or might be with the guys
If I lose it all baby are you gonna ride
I'm in the stu making tunes they know I go so dumb
I got 99 problems but a bitch ain't one
so gone
Could it be that the world so cold
I don't know who's friend or foe
So for now I ride solo
Could it be that my mind so gone
Could it be that
bitch and
Her lips phat
I just rolled a bag
Then I hit that
You got her a bag
It's a big bag
You got her a ring
So she can brag
Little do you know that
Bite the hand that feeds if the food mold
Really ain't no taking me out as if I'm some night chores
Entertainment stories are all they know and I think
want it twice
One of a kind, know your everythin' is one of mine
Wanted posters with my face, they know who I'm wanted by
Yeah
Yeah
Cold hearts
teenage hustlers
Street grinders, paper chasin scrapin busters
By keepin dust up noses and caine homes; pipes and cans
So they want they ride candy
through the grip, get used to it
You already been told
Held back by the weight that your sins hold
It's cold but you know that's how it go
Feed em fear
in it, you're coming with me
Bench warmers, get no playing time
No sleeping til I cross the line, I'm running
With 99 miles left, on the Avis rental
Hey Woolly, can you help me out with something?
Yeah, w-what's poppin' man?
Uh, nothing much, you got time right now?
Sure do, it's uh, studio time
on the pain
It feels like the Sahara, God please make it rain
But even if you do, my life will never be the same
So many people wanna talk but they don't know
fast
There's no question I'm the last
The problem with most people is they want to rule the world
I ain't in it for world domination
Rather the change
"they can do better"
How'd they not realize? They
Don't know anything
We can do everything all by ourselves
We can not let them delve in deep
We have out
that you feed hoes
Everybody do they thang on they slang
I don’t know the definition of bang so I left
It for death and then I rang the doorbell
These
Smoke on the water
But burning down
You know
They burned down the gambling house
It died with an awful sound
Funky Claude was running in and out
It was home by home zone for zone
Bloom County's homeless riot
For home ownership i hope you put gas in the
Motor-home and know the roads
I studied
of medicine and it never helps!
Day by day I'm struggling against myself!
Tell me every type of advice that I've heard before
And nevertheless it's getting
man don't do like they do, it's a sick world, you just gotta stay true
Stay true and everything'll be cool, you gotta blaze ya own trails and make ya
So that's it, I got out of bed and took a bath
And got ready to go to the studio
And I got Kevin's reply by email
I called him up and asked if he
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