Lyrics:
My band of soaks, my den of dissolutes
My dirty jokes, my always pissed as newts
My sons of whores (no, no, no, no not tonight) spend their lives
day by day
Yeah (yeah)
Ok, these are the days, the days of our lives
Where do you have a calendar? Because I lost mine
Uh, I lost mine, uh I
Frontline
Frontline
Live from the frontline peep the signs of the time
Anarchy confusion, still looting, still shooting
Police abusing still no
Right in front of your building with live bear every year
Takin horns, from moose and wild bulls and capricorns
I got your face in the frame,
was originally
Scheduled to be released last
Year, but it was pushed back
By Meek's label, Atlantic
After he was sentenced to
Six months in prison
(He
going to get money when I'm passing by
Imma stay high I be touching the sky
In life its two moments you live and you die
You'll win or lose so you might
the hood, and everything is a good vibe
Gettin' high while watching police drive by
One time for my niggas up in the sky
Two times for my people tryna get by
the blood pressure rises slowly, by the day
Work two jobs, just so rice is on the children's plate
Landlord tells you, "This is the last time you can be
my hood where I was born and raised
Where niggas tote semi-automatics, bustin' them K's
Heavy guns and dope boys harassed by the police
Still
with my tribe it feel like Mecca Ha
Queen right by my side this isn't checkers
Peace above her thigh Holy Protector
Police get to fakin guess we turn
with my tribe it feel like Mecca Ha
Queen right by my side this isn't checkers
Peace above her thigh Holy Protector
Police get to fakin guess we turn
refusin to lose
I'mma beat ya ass in front of nobody with nuthin to prove
Live nigga shit right there
Beware, stand clear
None-a-y'all niggas is welcome
refusin to lose
I'mma beat ya ass in front of nobody with nuthin to prove
Live nigga shit right there
Beware, stand clear
None-a-y'all niggas is welcome
living tho, til the cops Pull up and make our lives Difficult like
It’s the police, freeze
Please get down your knees
Nigga
All that I see on the screen
to the landlord"
'95 Windsor Hills city champ
Hit over right, got my city stamped
The 439 was my city van
Nigga hella cool, but don't get em amped
Shit, we try
matter no one say it ain't true
But homie no lives matter until black lives do
Until that day and there after, I stand by you
Homie no lives matter until
raspberry Corvette
Stashed right by the steps is how we was left til we was left
Yo, you ever been surrounded by police?
And overhear them whispering
Kill it!
Maybe it leaves a stain.
Tell you what: Why don't we go and have coffee somewhere
And by the time we're back, maybe it's gone!
Kill it!
the dust
The bomb blew as expected
And the bad ones never cease
The evidence was covered up by the police
They'll beat you and they'll kick you
Til you're
you in the middle of a field getting attacked by old yeller
And it's gets better blow torch block of cheddar
And some field mice they'll love
Prospering all my wishes and endevours
Cause what you gon do on the first of the month
Landlord lurking every-time you pulling up
Eyes on me soon as I step out
hands up, I won't shoot like police
Sheesh, I'll beat your ass down and then cheese
Put ya to rest and bless your soul just like a sneeze
Jeez, I'm got
"Go by them slow" gunshots "Oh, Shit"
Brrt yeah uh
Pop him in the Bando then hide the body
Took police a whole month to find the body
We
shit
Yeah
Fuck it man I'm gettin bands in this bitch
Y'all be on that broke boy If I'm a mad shit
Yeah
By God I don't hit that shit
But I might win some
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