Lyrics:
your life
What a chamber
Fuckin' with mad strangers
Yeah, you know how it runs, baby
Straight up, yo
Money, clothes, designer hoes and shows
Your mental not the same
Devil messing with your mind
Take it day by day you don't have to give up
Nine times outta ten you going through what
Somebody
revolver (back it up)
Seven, with one in the chamber (woke)
Holler
Don't know who you're workin' with
Rap game archaeologist's got bones to pick (run it up
the south on the map like Eazy-E did Compton
Hoo-ride with these gangbangers (gangbangers)
No Limit Soldiers, mercenary killas keep one up in the chamber
been held up yet, well uh, I ought to make it by sundown,
I figure that's enough time for me to get the whole rundown,
So I continue my mission, it's
of a sudden, I heard somebody rumble in the bushes, stopped my horse,
Whoa Nelly!
Who in the bushes, you better speak up,
Or I'm-a let my shotgun's song sing
of a barrel resonation
Chamber with a flat base and a stem rising up diagonal from there
That was in my interior pocket
We didn't have cell phones, I had
gonna roll your way
Working 9 to 5, what a way to make a living
Barely getting by, it's all taking and no giving
They just use your mind and you
basis and that includes all my strife
I prefer to sit in darkness because all the light
Ever really did was use me up till I was fucking dry
No more ink,
Nine to Five
Got to break free
Are you searching for liberty
By surrendering all your time
Victims of modern slavery
Been ingrained to capitalize
Got us
Various calls were made up for awarin' us
The D's in the marked vans and cabs
In our land
Hoodrats get stapped by niggas who forty
Turnin' out young lady's
Megatron
Understand I'm past hip-hop
I should be put into tiny ziplocks
Distributed by those who flip rocks
Leak use after word Smith be
So dope you
the station to channel live
That underground hard-core sound who said it'd die
'Cause if it is me and my nine's
The first to ride
For my niggas
Live by
work like appliances
Dealin' in my cypher I revolve around sciences
The 9th chamber, leave you trapped inside my hallway
You try to flee but you got
me spinning in circles
Hanging by a thread
If I had one wish to use, I swear it
I wish you were dead
It's a shallow constitution
It's only
commandment won't miss
You thinking shit sweet
Then I'm rolling up sour
I'm chasing my dreams, 'cause I grind by the hour
I kill any freestyle, feel like Danny
niggas call me the thirty-sixth Chamber
Lyrical miracle, spit with you rap dudes
Get smacked off the skateboard for not paying rap dues
P, call me
family that you got is in a gang
And the only way to make it is by sellin cocaine, but I'm sayin'
Use your brain homie, do the right thang! (Lemme talk
Clickin' on the nine, out to get mine
I go big up, big up, gotta make the room boom
Blowin' motherfuckers to the moon
Niggas need to feel me a real G,
the sport
Coats of the season
And surrounded by his whole Odd Future crew
The ascendant singer opens up to
Amy Wallace about his crazy
Year including the bomb
gonna roll your way
Working 9 to 5, what a way to make a living
Barely getting by, it's all taking and no giving
They just use your mind and you
Nine to five, whoa what a way to make a livin'
Barely gettin' by, it's all takin' and no givin'
They just use your mind and they never give you credit
Know them all by name
Because my memory is keen
When they feeling depressed
I start feeling like a king
Kingpin, I got the medicine that they need
When they lift you up
Don’t you fall down
When you find yourself
Don’t you hide now
When you lift me up
Will you still come around
Round, round, round
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