Lyrics:
Come along
Disenchanted work of art
As the blade pierces through your heart
On the brink of frost bite
A dream in red
A reverie in autumn
When all
eat at my seat
When they know I call my name at this table
I'm gon always be here, and y'all always gonna fear
The bronx making them recoreds cause we
Dark thoughts creeping in the night time
Calling up my mama thats my life line
Feel like I aint never made it my time
But its my time
And its my
up niggas, line up niggas
For the K-I, double L, E-are, Murdera
Shit's on y'all in every way shape and form
I'm a diamond baller, I bear arms
When
all believe in our democracy
But the elections are bought by the rich
The establishment prefers the 1%
It's a fix that we just can't quit
How long
will be dealt with in time
It ain't a mystery how I form the words in rhyme
In nineteen hundred and ninety square
All shook niggas is supposed to have
will be dealt with in time
It ain't a mystery how I form the words in rhyme
In nineteen hundred and ninety square
All shook niggas is supposed to have
the seducing draw to be an anarchist
I used to binded and blinded by equality
Neverminded even kinded the shit that they said
When I looked behind the lines
What can I say
You’ve made a way every time I turn around
You jumped in
The water when I was about to drown
Your peace and favor
Follows me all
the people wanna (c'mon)
Let's go cause you know we go'n fly (go'n fly)
Get ?
Everybody get, get
Now I wanna see all a my people form a line
If ya with me
long enough to die
There's been no compromise to my demise
Schizophrenic thoughts of the mind just can't be defined
When you Color Outside The Lines
My
think that I am with you when you're gone?
You think that right and left are different, well you're wrong
Leave me dead and bloody, suffering so long
I've
thrills and pills
And how about Atlas & Cramer
Alabama, Hiway Express, Murphy Line
And Long, and Harris, General Stickland, Eden & Key
How about that
Years go by you've been out of reach so it's been hard to stay in touch
& when we speak you victimize & say I don't communicate enough
Know we not
The morbid and uplifting
Separated by a thin line that moves according to your focus and intentions
It ain't all black and white
Matter fact life's mostly grey
Urban Hipster, the new gangster frontin' by the club
A new wave mannequins packin' haircuts, instead of packin' guns
Magazines form overseas, won't
the endgame
I guess I don't have a green thumb
Cursing at my palms
Tracing on the three lines
Asking why the M don't form
Serpents serve you apples
What's the best form of genocide?
Black-on-black crime
Cause I guess it takes up less of they time
What's the best form, best
Best form of genocide?
the game, paws up niggas
Time's up niggas, line up niggas
For the K-I, double L, E-are, Murdera
Shit's on why'all in every way shape and form
I'm
Who care where you came from you ain't prepared
For when the pain come this nigga scared shook to death
From a cold stare stuntin knowin my brothers
rare form
Wearin' rare Jordans straight from Air Jordan this a fair warning
Too many young gods beef over nothin'
When you get money you know that
Pimps, hoes, saints, dope boys fuck wit me
Whitney
Gone get the donk out the storage
Make a long story short
I'll take yo' porridge
We sliding
Ain't gone
by line, and take your time
You thought the day would never come
Never ever thought that you
Would be reading, "Dear John"
By the time you read
dogs, two kids, packed cars
And a desperate need for rest
We stopped and found a place to stay
When we couldn't drive much more
A cabin refuge by a lake
Discuss these when the long line forms by the pierces Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In