Lyrics:
by the blood best believe I rep the set
Never will I front, I'm just tryna get ahead
Last shall be 1st
Always putting in work
Finally found my worth
bloke
Cos I was only 24 minutes from Tilbury
At the Tesco garage in Chadwell St mary
I only popped by for some skins
Then I heard something move by
love is the law that we live by
Day by day I wonder why my shorty had to die
I reminice over my ghetto princess everyday
Give it up for my shorty
laced by Troy
Fuck with Nore then you know
That you some dumb boy
Me and Clipse got clips for
Ya'll faggots and boys what!
I blaze bombs, nowadays it's
will Swat yo p***y a*s just like a damn fly, you broke as f**k I purchase s**t that you can’t buy, 40 on my hip keep a grip just know I can’t lie, when
them in mourning in December and in May
In the graveyard of St. Mary's of Regret
You're married by now
She's kind I suppose
Does she know what she
I was down bad had to get off my ass as a man a n**** ain't gone never give ya nothin
I had put to down da books and I walked to da trap n**** had da
Manny with President
Showerman or south soldiers
Don't fear olders, never had youngers
Age ain't nothing but numbers
'Cause the seventeen-year-olds roll
17 contemplating on some schemes
I ain't never had shit
Imma go get it by any means
If you can't fall in line
Then why the fuck you on my team
Put
Luther king I had a dream but I had to grind first
He was taught to flee by any means when them sirens heard
Know gunshots when he hear em he ain't confuse
dome
Niggas brag what they owned
Never cared for that shit
I been patient, building weight
So I don't fall when I'm low
Never had to conform
Put my pride
1st and i play by the rules
When it’s war who gone pick and choose
Who gone wake em up and who gone let um snooze
I battle demons everyday and i don't
I just wanna be the best that I can be
Because, most of my niggas we came poverty
I know they don't love me
She never lied to me
Momma raised up ah
Or the level I'm at
Getting posturized
By the rap devil, in fact
I'm GAWNE
So I'll never be back...
Leavin' you dead in your tracks
I been the head of the class
dance in the dark with me
This resurrected agony there's apathy for caskets
Everything I ever loved I lost in the magic
I claim by the river, my body
Big Troy, Hound Dog, Draco and the Dwight Man
I ain't gon' never see y'all again, man
Life is real, yo
Know what I'm sayin'? But I know it's gon' get
It's a celebration for the congregation
For 41 years he was a living demonstration
Leading by example providing motivation
With 3 points from
to himself and he cussed
He left Sacramento early that mornin'
With a sackful of mail for St. Joe
Had to outrun some outlaws outside Carson City
By
That's some arrogant form the pacifist
Never been a pastor ship
But I can move the masses like a pastor's wit
Finesse 'til my casket dig
We're bendin'
to
Invested all I had in you before I got to know you
(Know you)
S**t really crazy like
You know
Sometimes I just think like yo
I never really even believed in
But they never told you that they ruined me
What fuck did you think would happen
When you poke the bear consistently from the age of three?
I had no
time
I tried
But this is 4th time
And I ain't got time for wasting time
Nope
Ok the 1st time
I was like damn shawdy fine
2nd time
You was by yourself in
They try to trace her in the town
Appeal for information on the local news
Someone must have missed her by now
A mother or a father or a friendly
Verse:
I’ll never forget the day
To the word of truth that he had to say
Society is in decay
Why did they murder JFK
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