Lyrics:
news his life is over I want closure
I catch my vic then I'm sparking that shit put his ass in a toaster
Soldier got stick no holster I got snaked by
a bong
Banging on these drums with my palm
Like Vietnam
I've been killing in silence
Ain't no need to be alarmed
No I never folded no
In a different class
get louder
Passing by the hours
Got flour Im baking
Trying to make this bread
Manpower clear my browser
Nobody see that shit
I do my dirty deeds
the storm, let's try to move on
Build a better community, so our children be on
Transform from arms and bombs like Vietnam
Teach your kid how to eat
Good morning, class
This is your teacher, MJG
Look at me as I write my name on the board
Class, do you see my name?
Do you understand my name?
Well,
the butcher knife end up on your backside and joox you
[VERSE 2]
I spit in the motherfuckin' face of Vietnam cripples
I torture you by electrocutin' you
fake
I wish good on my enemies
Hope that they great
I got God by my side they get put in they place (Haa)
Little Vietnam I remember them days (West side)
her by my side
She just wanna take a ride
She's a queen but a devil in disguise
Heartbreak knows when you're telling all those lies
Hustle hard till I
no
Find my way to paradise
I won't let you tempt me
No, no
No, no
All bite like a real pit, fists clinched for conflict
Meet me out back by the rusted
This ain't no competition my nigga
But if it was I wouldn't advise you killing yourself tryna keep up with me
You can't fuck with me
Life After Debt
gang-members
But she fuck with me
She hate it when the opps got they eyes on me
She kiss me on my forehead when a nigga sleep
She always say she love me put that
I've got a split personality I'm sick, I'm a mess
I have deep conversations with the voices in my head
They're my darkest of demons and my closest
niggas in my avenue
I don't trust soul
Execpt from niggas in my avenue
Written by EDH and JANIN (GHR)
Patch lit
(Dark days)
Banded Louie-Louie
(Park blades)
Chemically bent-up but eager to crash for that one, two, three repeater
Good morning Vietnam
Whose
a war
And 200,000 more to even look hard
You better drop your flag and withdraw
My cavalry charge accompanied by a blizzard of wicked metaphors
blow like them bombs in Vietnam!
I be on my own time, I ain’t pickin’ up the phone
And I ain’t ballin’ yet, but a nigga in his zone yeah
Waitin’ for
Move along
Mousy was a man came back broke from vietnam
became a loner on the dock when he passed it became our spot
At mousy's dock with my boys by my
They so mean to me it ain't easy B
Had it hard in the past with the bombs over Vietnam
Never had a phone so I couldn't call my mom my dad or my family
to explain my actions
From my reactions to fact or fiction
My religion is no disc, kid
Can't put it on a CD-Rom
I won't read a story made before Vietnam
Lennon
warning bitch ima catch by surprise
And we been at it for some time, any day now
Do I overthink? Watch how it plays out
And I been on my shit fuck what they
But my war is an art,
Been shredding competition
Since my very start;
Done tours overseas
From Vietnam to Iraq,
Now I'm finally back home
And I can't
Hey, welcome!
Thanks for stopping by
Just playing a little guitar, peacefully
Just gonna add some drums real quick
If you see a drumstick laying
the nails in my feet
With the nails in my wrist and that blade in my chest
Enlightened by Zion
I'm wearing lion with teeth on a rope that surrounding my neck
But, back in sixty nine he died in vietnam
Now the eagle feather was given to me by an indian friend of mine
But, someone ran he down somewhere
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