Lyrics:
I quit
Dealing with motha fuckas like by bitch
I'm sick
Of this lifetime I'm timeless
And old soul
Feels the vibes they vibrant
Big bucks yeah that's
fingertips
I get the blueprints off of my fingertips
I get the blueprints
So casually im sustained by public stimulation
No more simulation resorting
a place where they can find rest
to let their minds rest from dealing in this fine mess
leaders of the world are spineless they know who they are
we're all
the gold teeth
Rest In Peace
To all the homies who died to to The heat that shit cut deep
All them nights i would cry
Nobody there by my side
It's ok I'm
mine, killed by da swine
Who crossed da line? Who did da crime?
The mind of a world, destroyin' kind
We're runnin' outta
Time, time, time, time
This is an editorial
Funded by Rhymers Against Phony
Gangsters And Mainstream Evil
The Supervillain
I showed up lampin with a soul strut anthem
No low head, no drop that
Everything you need you been got that
Luckily them a raised good that
thing on your shoulders
Even though the world can
it to that Hot 9-7
B.I.G. rest in peace, I know your smilin in heaven
Look here
I'm on the road to riches and diamond rings
Real gangstas do real
this imprisonment
Until then I gotta
Take life day by day
Take its sour fruit make lemonade
Make this loudness mute
I need a moment of silence
Rest in
Quick to strap up, you'd think my name was "kid, back up"
Big niggas, pick that up or lift that up
Raised by gangstas and gamblers, hustlers, con
And Mr. Mr. Scarface went up the block again
(All I have in this world all I have in this world
All I have all I have all I have in this world
the bottom of mankind
My hair is nappy, you know that it's big
My nose is round and wide
You hate me don't you? You hate my people
Your plan is to terminate my
bastard style has just been stuck
By a sticker with a 'frigerator lickin'
What if how's about why would ever thought that
The napalm would bust your
of mind we shine and grind
Show you hospitality or put one up in your spine
[Chorus - 2x]
[D-Gotti]
Welcome to the purple world big cars, indo and cigars
pain
I can get you John Doe by a no name
Catch him at the Chinese store
Pulled two sticks on him, we eatin' Lo Mein
Nah nigga, Smack can't hear
(hair)
the world far behind
Could we stay lost out here, in our own perfect dream?
Don't need new flowers each Spring, just my evergreen
Was a wreck before you
And find God within yourself and he'll show you the rest
I know the world is against you and your going through stress
But long as you still breathing God,
teach
I can still hear my mama preach
Don't let them get the best of your heart
Leave the rest up to love
And you'll be takin' care of
Always by my side
west Bolivia!
I blew the jury a kiss they rather dismiss
Than swim with the big fish
YOU fuckin' guppies!!!!!!!!
Gangsta's make the world go round
the don room
You dealing with a boss
Need to recognize
I be wrecking guys
All for the exercise
Big guns
They be threatened by the weapon size
See me coming
Faculty runnin' been a beast on these beats
Even Church say I'm OG
Didn't realize we sampled
Circles, Uncle Waylon, rest in peace
And Mr jennings, big shout
was by him
Whoever said big boys don't cry was lying
Yeah, cuz' i'm the biggest here
Wish that i could shed a tear
Took a trip up to a pier
Just so that
You wait for death to happen
You loot the bloody wrecks
You con the elderly (feebelos?)
Up out they penchant checks
You kick em when they down
Rewind a tad, my coming out
The day my mom and me went south
I did not come out by choice
A cop came in and took my voice
From there I finally found myself
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