Lyrics:
age
Remember once his dad took the kid to a game
But he ain't give a fuck deep deep down in his brain he said
Can I get a little peace and quiet
Lately
When you get on that liquor baby
You get in your feelings
We both have done wrong
But tonight we won't mention
Cause when you lost
In your music baby
"Pumpkin, put some music on
I feel like dancin'"
"Hold on, sugar, I'm fixin' to
Right now 3, 6, 4alright, now
Come over here, woman, let's get
This
seven
Blaze the hot trizack that sound like Heaven (uh-huh)
Seven, six, five, four, three, two, one
Mo' mon Meth-Tical come and get some (yeah)
want deep leave 'em behind
Aiyo
1-2-3-4-5-6-7
Blaze the hot trizack
Shine like heaven
7-6-5-4-3-2-1
Come on Mr. Smith come get some
My
the hot
Trizack that sound like heaven
Seven six five four three two one
My mon' Meth-Tical come and get some
Playin' my position, hot Nixon
This
seven
Blaze the hot trizack that sound like Heaven (uh-huh)
Seven, six, five, four, three, two, one
Mo' mon Meth-Tical come and get some (yeah)
[Pre-Chorus]
One, two, three
One, two, three
One, two
One, two, three
[Hook 1]
I'm a' count to three
By the time I get to three
Everybody in this b
Better be
a back seat
I stung like an Ali
Pushing work by the alley
You’ll get hurt if you try me
Murk be a homie
And I ain’t need nobody
But I was down for a body
five four three two one
My mon meth-tical come and get some
[method man]
Playin my position, hot nixon
This one, for all the sick ones, confliction
know you won't
Yeah, walkin' on the bridge, I threw my sins over the deep end
Sippin' 'til my stomach hurt, this month I done lost three friends
three
It's gettin' harder to see impossiblity
Should we just face it
Can't get through the pain but
Still I can't erase it
So many trials and tribulations
different subjects (Ain't Tryin' to do no wrong)
Three ninety-nines like low prices, that's greatness...(I'm dyin' for better days)
I feel like I walked so he
off into the scene
Keep the coffin at a safe distance that's necessary by any means
The book of life I wrote it, please don't go there
The wrong turn
sees in him
'Cause she's a good girl with a sweet heart
But they've both got demons and a deep past
You know opposites attract, apparently
I never
[Chorus 1] X 4
Don't fuck with us
Watch these niggas get wicked now
Check it out
[Chorus 2] X 3
Put em up
What What
Bitch I know you wanna tell ya girlfriends how it was
To get hit from the back, in the back of the 'Lac by a thug
And to get ran through until you get
the bitch back
Man that hoe ain't about nothing
Right or wrong living by the streets
Keep that rod so I'm clutching
Early morning tryna get it nigga
I
me what's wrong, but I rather not speak
The pain is too deep to hold in, so I release it on to my pen
And take another sip, haters eat a dick
I'm too
nothing wrong
now get on up, take your shoes swing your body, get wild and loose
one, two, three, four, tippin' and tappin' slippin' and slappin', there's
the cybernetic cascade
Blade Runner walks, with shadows by his side,
In the neon city, where illusions hide
Verse 3
Through the smog and haze, he tracks his prey,
Someone who led us wrong
And someone that we know is locked up
This life get deep
This life get deep
This life get deep
Stand on yo own and they gon want
smart, watching niggas get strong
Watching niggas get home, he jealous
But deep down he jealous
With each sweep down, he tell us
With each peep down,
when it's sticky (sticky)
Can't believe you niggas tryna diss me (what?)
Show you how fast I'ma get him (on God)
Bet I find his body by three
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