Lyrics:
people don't know we lurking alternation versions artists or brothers or both
Most people won't even get it cause they never lived it and they didn't
I put my pain into these lyrics
So you gotta feel it
Came up in hard times
So I got colder with it
Never had no friends
It's only brothers
So I know
drift
Away from my subjects, not even if
My music stops or my beat is gone
I'm just here to express myself and pass it on
(So funky)
[ VERSE 1: Everlast
had no vision
Father said "produce, son, spitting just ain't where ya gift is"
So He challenged and him a big brother on a song
Thought he ripped it
and throw my gun away
Then snatch the moon out the sky, and blow the sun away
Me and my brothers play hardball
Strictly hardcore, lyrics til I'm
hyped
Like when your barbers got your fade locked
Then im gathering my riches like the great tut
But to share it out
Not just to throw it in your face
in the middle when I start to fuck her
And you'll be left in your life with a retarded brother
Yeah I said it cock suckers, did I start to stutter, nah
could feel this
If y'all ain't familiar with this
This a double helix
It's the same setup that this
Nigga use with his lyrics
But I'm a show you how
back now
So my brother bein' on the door, got that T-Mob
Oh my God, brother, tell me how you do it
Drop the lyrics, then I get right into it
You niggas
with 4 men clutching on a beam
All my brothers really gang they gon' throw it up, double cup
Mix it w sum bottles it's gon' fuck me up
I be walking
hear to fix what was broke
Like really you niggas lame just throw away what your wrote
People got they opinions but lil Wayne is the goat
I start
out y'all
I was born to roll
Drivin down the block like what else should a brother do
It's Saturday, it's Saturday, the heat might smother you
on their brains, the slick and the scum, reverse,
Inverse and perverse
Plowing while it's done away dumb and ready pig meat sick upon the
Carpet climb
arouse, if you swear to catch up and throw up and up up, a king full of virgin kiss me and spin it, excuse to willow and wander dark wonders divest me
Even built my suit of armor
So them sticks and stones
You toss them way too soft
Throw them harder
You a weakling, oh my mama
If I speak it, then I mean
and blow the sun away
Me and my brothers play hardball
Strictly hardcore, lyrics til I'm finished breakin God's laws
My job's raw but I gotta do it - I'm
have to be
The brother who must live and give with much insight
Foresight to ignite, excite and delight
And you might gain from it, or feel pain from
an alter
Your album is less than fodder
Take a knife and throw it up
You step aside I take the cut
You lying in the underbrush
Depend on me to come
home and record
Please Lord make today a good day
Wake up, wipe my sleep away
Throw away what happened yesterday
Cause today's gonna be a good day
Cause
out y'all
I was born to roll
Drivin down the block like what else should a brother do
It's Saturday, it's Saturday, the heat might smother you
me what it is make a decision
You gone love me or you gone throw me away?
If you gone choose to love me
Then I hope you here to stay
You say I'm
have to be
The brother who must live and give with much insight
Foresight to ignite, excite and delight
And you might gain from it, or feel pain from
it fucked up 'cause Sauce calm wit his grandma
'cause I'm like baking soda bitch, I'm armed with a hammer
And when I'm strapped fool, fuck your brother
rapping skills
Throw away mt shoes, they don't fit ya, get the picture?
Yo check it out, while I hit you with the
[A.G.]
You're a fake hip-hopper
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