Lyrics:
where-, hang out
Now this is not a tape recording saying that he did it
But ever since that day, I was lookin' at him different
That was back when I was
need to live
Bring the power back to the street
Where the people live
Another record label snitched, but fuck it
You know it, one love kid
No I’m not
I don't got time for it for it
I don't got time for it for it
I don't got time for it for it
I don't got time cause
It's not that deep
It's not that
I'm not tortoise
I'm right where I'm supposed to be
I avoid niggas that's not even a fourth of me
I'm still rapping cuz still supporting me
Let it
not far from fascism
The classism is rampant in this backwards trash hole we live in
Where assholes are winning
Where sad souls get devoured whole by
threes
Life is short is what some nigga said
Not if you measure life by how one lives and what he did
It's funny how these black killer companies is making
Time went by, turned you into a butterfly
I was still in my cocoon, you know a brother shy
In the shadow of yourself where you live
In the shadow
From the brick face walls of Morris Projects
To Crotona Park
It's not perfect because it's not God
But God knows
This is where she places hope to be born
not the crib and not that car
Damn gyal bettah stop what you doin' now or else
We will mash you up with a pow!
Golddigger Golddigger Golddigger
Live by
the hood where the tools are clapping bruh
Not a chance we have stood it's scandalous, pushed the brands we trust, pulled the straps to bust
Still…in
Episode one
Meet my friends
By Kerri Renton
Illustrated by Jason Howe
In the great Australian outback
Where the cowboys and cowgirls live
The night
yall from?
All the low key OG's, where yall from?
Got a gat, cock it back, let me hear yall gun
Come and take a walk through my horde, I'll guide yo
It rots in a cell
Is misguided as hell
Leaving no one to pick up the trail
We live in a political world
Where mercy walks the plank
Life is in mirrors
ride by
Shawty whats up, I'm the shit
Yea you can do it, but not like this
Westside up in this bitch
A T-L-A-N T-A, I can do this all day
new riffs, and new jams!
It's new licks, a new fam!
A new fix, a few grand!
You can't stand beetween us and this
Land of a loving, not dependant
disaster
And it's sung by the unemployed
Fight fire with a riot
The class war is hanging on a wire
Because the martyr is a compulsive liar
When he said
"It
by, where did it go, you know?
Do you feel my heartbeat? 'Cause, darlin' it's not over yet
Where did all the time fly by, where did it go, you know?
Yeah, Amerikaz mothafuckin' Nightmare, bitch
They wanna know, where the hood at? Nigga, we right here
Live in the flesh with the Tecs, that never
not come in on Monday nights
You're in for a real treat, ladies and gentlemen
Give it to Mr. Hall
Rip out my soul from the depths of my flesh
doing what I gotta do to live a hell of a life
Where's your intelligent side
Your losing relevance
I don't mean nothing by it
You're just way too regular
this game anymore I wanna keep on jumping around
Watching your booty hit the ground cuz I can do that
And we can go back to where I live and keep it
the sky
But we live cause we can't die!
[C-Rayz Walz]
We live, where +Heavy Metal+ ain't a rock magazine
Not f'real, but you'll get shot down with glock
It's peaceful here and it's fine with me
Not like the world where I used to live
I never really wanted to live
Ah
Okay, we're starting to lose this
It's peaceful here and it's fine with me
Not like the world where I used to live
I never really wanted to live
Ah
Okay, we're starting to lose this
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