Lyrics:
a mistake would a lamp spare it
You cant save me
From these chains I'm in
I was getting high watching how late it get
You cant save me
From this grave I dig
you Make It To See 21
[50 Cent:]
I'm'a Soldier, I Done Told Ya, Don't Make Me Fuck You Up
Leave You Head Bust, I'm'a Head Busta, Man I Don't Give
Don't let me down, we've come too far
Can't save me now, so I break another pill just to save my heart
Unprocessed emotion, face the pain I run
that ain’t how Maxine raise me told you I knew better
Or i was taught it
Young black I’m a target
Gun under my garment for any night that start shit
to try and save it (save it)
This bitch, keeps on repeating the same lines (chka)
This bitch, keeps on repeating the same lines (chka)
Uh oh, you say you
things I should of never done
This year I'm bout see 20
I hope I get to see 21
Cause this world that we're living in
Makes me feel like giving up but I'm
existence dont even gotta imagine
My brodie makin motion in Atlanta like a Falcon
If you dont believe me just check out the caption
Ice in my veins by the way
Ultimate Jdaye
Pushing my limits
On the glow up
Yeah
Listen
I’m protected,
Ark angels all around me
Don’t associate me
With being lousy
My mind is
Out of range, never running out of game
Lotta chains, came with a lot of pain
Not a day goes by I ain't got a jay
Spending change, where that
Galveston.
I still hear your sea waves crashing.
While I watch the cannons flashing.
I clean my gun and dreamed of Galveston.
I still see her standing by
Hey, hey, ayy, yeah, right, ayy, uh, yeah, shout out Rico, ayy, yeah, uh
They never take my suggestions
Middle of the room got 21 questions
Ayy,
just an illusion
Pray for a bullet, the gun fully loaded, I play Russian roulette
Maybe I'm stupid, maybe I'm just going through it
Save me, I'm
any one of y'all, options a beautiful thing
Body is finished, maybe they can save the tooth
Call me Kiss or call me the black Babe Ruth
That many
? I ain't surprised
Another black man killed by a black
Man with another gun but
I guess sums up every homicide
Every drive-by, every bullet fired
work and you slave
And you save for a sunny day
Like a gun to the head
Like a gun to the head
Maybe next time
You won't let me fail you twice
You
recollecting
You’re forever in my memory
Long live James (Long live James)
Long live JT
The way y’all left it really hurt me
Lord save me
Wish we could live
government ain't built for me and you
I have a dream, no, I have a wish
If we can't save ourselves, then let's save the kids
Let the world go, let these
as hell
In my mind I can see it comin'
And all the time it's a plot to keep a nigga runnin'
By keepin' gun and never run unless I'm comin' at ya
Cry
Don't put me under your gun
I'm gonna be missing you, even though I understand that you're not through
Go on take it day by day, seems like I lost you
death note, try to kill me but I’m not alive
Soalone how you hit the fucking Nascar?
Yeah I did it fucking hundred times
25 rings by the chrome hearts
a ride
shot-gun in your 7-45
oh baby, ya know i gotcha back
and i need to feel you next to me
we got a baby,
'cause your love is so good
and you know that
someone else country, my skin is tagged by date of sale[02:18.56]These are my feelings that I let spill in and melt down into braille[02:21.58]I touch
By myself I'm steady mobbin (Mob, mob, mob!)
Loose off the proof
Don't get me started
Even Killers and drug dealers
Came to church and still saw him
DELIVERED BY c MEMBER OF THE YOUNG CREW:
MEMORcBLE LINES: (1) ”The ghetto is real son, filled with nothing but guns, drugs and buns; (2) Never seen a little
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