Lyrics:
Back in nineteen thirty-three
Livin' in the dust was a killin' me
Back in nineteen thirty-four
The dust it ??? blew some more
Long come nineteen
could fix a lot of pain if you help me out this time (Joyner)
Maybe we can undo all the damage, press rewind
Reset the clock and make it so some niggas
murder
A bit past 1:30 a.m. now
And the 3rd prisoner slowly makes his way
To the designated spot on prison grounds
Where he will be executed by way
the Devil
Wanna make an appearance
Cause interference, talking shit about us
I hear it but never doubted our feelings
I'll be keeping it clear, I know this
haters, listen then I fucking quote em'
Mixing all the juices trying to make myself a potion
Girls are rubbin' on me with their fucking cheap ass lotion
3
of a juvenile still live a child life
Thinking he can make his pay
Too in a rush, niggaz better slow down
Cause you can be touched
[Verse 3 - Immortal
off)
Goons in the club incase somethin' jumps off
And back up before the hive let the pump off
In the graveyard is where you get dumped off
All we
call him Beansie
Now It's Graveyard fuck you all, got three letters on that beanie
I was down bad at my job, I wanted to leave believe me
Now as soon
The devil's got Bugattis for sale
Benz truck, Porsche, Maseratis as well
Bitches by the boatload, filling up your coke nose
Hope we don't end all up in
flavs, god.
Known for sendin' garbage mcs to the graveyard.
I pack a gat, not a slingshot;
Step to this and get an ass-whoopin' like rodney king got.
dreams
Drown off the Yurp back of BZ
Drugs by the load don't fuck with me
I'm in my zone you barley 2-3
Keep getting calls from the labels
Put me
I can’t even explain the realm I’m in
But I’ll try
Top hat man walk by
Mother fuckers doin’
Cartwheels
In front of my eyes
Unicycle ride by
While
begin I'm gonna make this clear
I take no short cuts, Bilal adds dope cuts
If girls were around I'd grab and grope butts
And if she got a man and he tries
or I'm defeated
Can't do this by myself
Permit me to say
That I'm imperfect
I've been down and dejected
I've been bleak and and infected
With the devil's
Three major players gettin' papers by the layers
And those that betray us on the block get rocked like Amadeus
Fakers get used as shootin' targets soon
pencil full of poisonous lead, the devil
He wants me to murder this beat, so I will
He told me there are doubters who question my skill
They wanna put
"Hey punk, you forgot your chair!"
And by the look in his eyes, I knew that this was the end.
Then he body slammed me two or three times
And he put
soul untethered
Lost and found, she'd never hide
Let her grow, let her know
That you will stand right by her side
Let her glow, make it so
The sun will
The devil’s graveyard
The days I’ve roamed, I’ve grown in gloating pride
The days of floating hope are left behind
The days I’ve roamed, I’ve grown in
and we crack jokes about those pacts we wrote,
Yeah, back in our childhood.
Well, Bud Light on tap, I make you laugh,
A cheeseburger never tasted so good.
blessed tears
Music is good, vividly reflect the death fear
Tombs talk, graveyards makes you respect fear
Blood on the stairway of heaven
Keeps the steps
You'll still see me
I go forward right by 3 3 3
I'm Jamie, don't watch J M E
I do what I want, I'm free free free
Wiley's my bredrin, he's got an album
The devil in me, demon in me
I had six but I let go of three
Told my bredrin, "Let go of me"
He's said, "Calm down, there's no need"
Me, I take
three
Who's the one who stands by me
Hey Hey, you and me
Come on come on, and the devil makes three
Scream, little coozie, here we go
I am your lover,
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