Lyrics:
the average man
Spiked with the lead, ricochets over my head
Cops will leave em' dead
Chokehold force keeps on distorting the truth
Then it comes right back
Seen a man standin' over a dead dog lyin' by a highway in a ditch
He's lookin' down kinda puzzled, pokin' that dog with a stick
Got his car doors
Claim they wanna war Aye OK
They Know me and my dogs play no games
Didn’t love me then all of a sudden love me now
Use to it play the man she wanna love
doesn't pay.'"
"I consider myself the luckiest man on the face of the earth."
"President Franklin D. Roosevelt stricken late today."
"Who's
to dream of havin' more orders than a server, I flip
Tires Now back Then I flipped burgers; from Being dead broke
Dog, to being a splurger
It was Slow Doe
In the moonlight
By the sea
In a country
In a town
Now quickly
Now slowly
Now in pain
Now in love
In different shapes
When I was young
When I was
Whether they're true or false you know
Kesh fucked his dog, fucked a 12 year old
ADI got played by Suprea
Man, true or not
All jokes all fun man
All jokes
Whether they're true or false you know
Kesh fucked his dog, fucked a 12 year old
ADI got played by Suprea
Man, true or not
All jokes all fun man
All jokes
Hoppin' out the van, I'm on Abbey Road
Fans with cameras in the bathroom, man, that's difficult
I just wanna smoke a Backwoods by my lonely self
Chill,
dog god
Cross ya heart foo, and hope to die
Cause you will die when you crucify
Cause I gots frisco all sewed up
Pitbulls in a bunch hidin in the cuts
Brap brap! Ha ha haha!
Kamach! Section 8 Egyptians!
What up couso? Demoz, Demoz!
Louie Dogs! Ha ha haha!
Yeah! Genocide General
Yo, everything I see
more cinders from the sky
Let all the laws of creation
Tell a dead man how to die
Oh, deserts down below us
And storms up above
Like a stray dog
pissed off
Used to talk to you before you had died, made me a lil' soft
I still cry to my mama like a lil' baby, but I'm a big dog
Hundred fifty mill'
what I have to, ping to the pong
You claimed that my labels fake but LS is owned by you
It makes me sad that his track was dead and his friends
the heat up by the big dog (but I don't wanna hold you back)
Nigga gotta get this dough (I just wanna live my life)
Nigga gotta get this dough (Live your
jam
Eh, you know that's true
And my jeans fulla dust and
My collar hella blue and my bitch hella tan
I ain't got a Lamborghini
I'm a Chevy man, dog
The man strums his lyre and sings
He ground on his teeth like a dog gnaws a bone
Controlled by invisible strings
Lights blazed high from the keepers crypt
some dead friends
Turn your Firestone to kin
Eights and the Forgi' rim
Ran up a thousand bands tTB, our money in
TTB, our money in i'm a man of my word
nigga like a 7B
Big dog, get it, you still on your pedigree
Yeah, fly nigga with some stupid swag
Dead faces keep my money in the body bag
Yea
I don’t know what you heard nigga
(Montroit Entertainment)
But I got this shit by the way
This what the fuck I do nigga
Hey Dave I got you nigga
and almost chewed my ass to death
I was almost dead, I had one thing left
Grabbed a 40 bottle, bust the dog in the head
Police stopped, check to see if he
of dead weight in your bag?
I'm telling you man he'd make a hella tasty Panache
Won't be wasting no ammo I hit you straight in the back
You'll get stuffed
like I said
Drained this paintless picture me dead
I'm on the top dog, but what if I'm not dog
So what if I'm lost dog, and not what you thought dog
dogs --- bitches
So move when we come through, of course with a gun or two
So tell me now, what the fuck niggaz gonna do
H-E-NN-Y, pissy off shots
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