Lyrics:
Yeah ha.. we vibin'
Channel livin' all day ha see'mon
Yo its me the m-e-t-h uh o-d
??
Sniff a whole key
My coke deep
Be my conscious tellin' me
Yeah ha... we vibin'
Channel livin' all day ha see'mon
Yo its me the m-e-t-h uh o-d
????
Sniff a whole key
My coke deep
Be my conscious tellin'
would earn that PhD in R-E-S-P-E-C-T
How many girls in this city are getting T-I-R-E-D
Finding a sense of security through H-I-D-I-N-G
Wish they
like a king
And now we've just pulled back on old 66 and he's handled that big rig
Better than any gearjammer that I'd ever seen
Well now the lines
Now I ain't back just for the sake of just saying I'm back
I could relax but I'd rather stack ammo on tracks
Couple Xanax, light a couple wax candles
of bodies drop
Faceless Tony style, Scarface, I’m the god, better humble up
No de form when e burst, u r the first to get touch, Im the warlord..
young king,
hadn't drank a drop, still got hassled by the J.P.D.
And I said hey dude can't you just leave her alone
She ain't done nothin' wrong man and we just want
Pappa:
To da Hip Hop you don¹t stop da rock
and to da bang bang boogie we all love Hip Hop
To da B.E.A.R. and the DanDaDa
he¹s the Godfather and I¹
as they Live
Unfortunately only in metaphor
Line them up, exactly in line as their front doors, all earth tones
Go on, little girl, ring the bell
Sand
Where them naked hoes at?
E-Feezey!
Too Scheezy!
We off the heezy fo'scheezy baby!
Off the heezy I thought you theezy!!
Niggaz ain't havin no
ist Freitag, ich bin voll auf Line
Drive-by aufm Hollandbike
Deine Alte macht's für'n Dollarschein
Bei mir macht sie umsonst
G-G-Gaaaaaaangster, ich war
could do
Cash corrupts the loyal
I hung with E-Money, too, the fucking truth
Fucking with Stretch from Live Squad
I could've died the same night that
somebody wanna test mine, yo, watch this
Peter Piper picked peppers......
And see I knew you knew the next line, and I bet you said it
It's been
I ain't never sat the fuckin pine
Stay on the front line, it's all by de-sign
Nigga done the crizzime, ain't never dropped a dizzime
Everything is
I ain't never sat the fuckin pine
Stay on the front line, it's all by de-sign
Nigga done the crizzime, ain't never dropped a dizzime
Everything is
Front porch sittin' in an old rockin' chair
The sun is hot in the Texas sky
Garden growin' clothes out on the line
Dusty road when a car goes by
ignite a few
Pass the brew, and if I were you I'd get a girl with the daisy dukes
Oh, the one with knee high, high heeled boots
Lookin' real cute with her
really lived it
They ask us how we do it I just say we do it different
On the front line you won't ever catch me missing
I got fake friends that are still
that I will break
Them chains I do it all the time
Front of the que I never join the line
You'll find me on the battlefield
Fighting for my life
I
all witches in throw'em in ditches
if you front to this you just kit stitches
down with the rumpeltil and I love the redskinz
should I begin trancept by
and the people disappear'd
The clowds ran away, opened up the sky
And one by one I watched every constellation die
And there I was frozen, standin in my backyard
enthusiasm was infectious
He bought us football boots for Christmas
Our dad was a Scotsman and a plumber by trade
I remember one time being three down
Allah been sending blessings, blessings on top of blessings
Got it out the mud cause no one wanted to help me
Did it by my lonely (I’m on my own)
While I
backseat and an e-bike or two
Bluetooth headsets are cool
Put it all on the line
Valued member
I remember
Til September
Here's my lender
I surrender it all
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