Lyrics:
the ends (N) 15 like Shambo
This beat was made by walkz but
The steel on my waist
Gonna beat like bangles
Back this blade tryna turn him to bits
Let
Second that I came in the game, I'm aiming
Hold up, wait a minute, break it down for the laymen
(Do do do do do do)
I'm killin' everybody, I'm the MC
name is Iverson
I lost my ring, but I'm trying man
What if police started dying man?
Up in the streets, where they fire man
By any means, I'm a Malcolm
Let the time go by
I won't care if I
Can be here on the street where you live
People stop and stare
They don't bother me
For there's no where
there's no where else on earth
That I would rather be.
Let the time go by
I won't care if I
Can be here on the street where you live,
Let me be
there?s no where else on earth
That I would rather be.
Let the time go by
I won?t care if i
Can be here on the street where you live,
Let me be
No, it's just on the street where you live
And oh, the towering feeling
Just to know somehow you are near
The overpowering feeling
That any second you
(shit)
Same size as Dua Lipa, where the fuck my pen go?
Second fiddle to weirdos, you feel like Eddie Winslow
Street Fighter like Birdie, keep a stick
wanna raise your kids
Have em call me daddy
I need that big backyard
Where we could burn a fatty
I’m gonna be a millionaire
Before 30
I wanna
love if you get 100 at a time
I don't need no gps I can get there by the signs
Riding with somebody bitch I dont know she ain't mine
Gotta a plug
fuckin' with me dawg (C'mon, now!)
Underestimate, run up on, it's on now
Have you niggas plottin' revenge and puttin' songs out
Demise by design (Ah),
where did you go?i knew you like that scene of girls
chasing you down the street.
that's why you always liked to have a very hip car,
because it was
So, you're a philosopher? Yes
I think very deeply
In about four seconds, a
Teacher will begin to speak, huh
Let us begin what, where
Why or when
Let the time go by,
I won't care if I
Can be here on the street where you live
People stop and stare
They don?t bother me,
For there?s no where
gunnin, both ignoring the seed that's coming
Now Sally's in the crossfire, screams out stop
Holes in the wall, now the scenes getting hott
Next 30 seconds
a suspect
Family will do you dirty
I know so many niggas who got murdered before their 30s
You better stay sharp first, second, and even thirdly
These streets
no feelings no emoji
Don't say my name u don't know me
Hit this track with a train wreck
Nigga where that Cain at
D.C I claim that u ain't from here u
it figures
I personify perfection and my mic is a tool
I make another rapper feel small as a molecule
There's no race no contest, I'll never have
woman and man
God bless the God, lay these Streets wall to wall
It go, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Yo, you got popped like a flick by that rivalry clique
It
And no matter what sex you is
Behind ya back niggas'll sex ya bitch
Make you wonder where the exit is
Fuck That, cuttin' no slack
I'm bustin' fat nuts
wanna die slow, I'm way too prideful
I'll decide when tide's low
And I'll go swimming 30 feet deep
Screaming at a world that doesn't need me
The second
the street
Remember what you seen in your own mirror and didn't for a second recognize
The face, your own face
Straining to get out from behind the glass
Somethin' violent, we condone
Whole new bars, whole new cars
Whole new streets, we went far
Still with this shit, livin' large
You dyin' quick, you got no
grabbed me by my neck pushed me towards the damn door
See my homies, locked down on the same floor
So you want to be a killer and run the streets bro?
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