Lyrics:
I just poed a fo up in my 7 up
With this Sticky in my blunt and this cup like mud
That's how I live my life
Work hard then play all night
With these
chased me to the crib
That's how it is on the south side
All day sling cane, sell hoes gang bang ok
How we live on south side
You could catch a body
I gotta fix the whip
Dog$hitMilitia, play with us, you get bit by pits
Treat the buffs like the TRX, had to tint my sticks
I was fallin' off that
body, mic check 1-2
Cuz it ain't a party till my crew run through
Shake somebody, show me watcha can do like ohhh, ohhh
Roc ya body, mic check 1-2
DJ
pushing these bars like its my last set
24/7 I been working overtime
Ain't got that much to show for it
Still had to sell my soul for it
Just to get by
24/7
I'm in here my crew
You look like my next lady
My eyes all over you
I'm not for everybody
Girl let's get physical
Promise to take your body
Do things
around no guys like us, it says a lot about you
Two by two
Fuck with my two live crew
Tell me everything that's on your mind
And show me what you gon do
food that
Is really really trash
I'm just really hungry, this shit is garbage
Live performance of PILOT
I recorded Cherry Bomb in
Random houses
With the muthafuckin BM drop, 325
By the way, me and my crew, we real live
Get absurd and hit a nigga with the bloody birds
Niggas can't fuck around
isn't my day
Y'all can dub and hurt me
But I'm fueled by God's tender love and mercy
Devil tryna work me
But I pop up in the scene, chocolate car,
work bench and
(I'm wrenchin') mics from they graspin'
(That's how it has been)
The drill's this: I kill swift
I feels I better slay or, (hey
my tape
work bench and
(I'm wrenchin') mics from they graspin'
(That's how it has been)
The drill's this: I kill swift
I feels I better slay or, (hey
my tape
and precise
Special effects will be created by an editor's splice
The funk is in it,ya dig it so stop that frontin'
Bust a move to my groove work your body do
We in this bitch going live
I need them bands before I die
I cannot hang with no dimes
I need that 10.5
I need something nice with a view
I might
[Mad Skillz]
Rappers came with their styles and I left with their heads
Their crews became victim of the body-snatchin dread
The world is now mine,
echoed through the crowd
Six punks hit, two punks died
All causalities was applied to their side
Human lives has to pass just for talking much trash
We
Right by my side
I just poed a fo up in my 7 up
With this Sticky in my blunt and this cup like mud
Thats how I live my life
Work hard then play all
fallout
And the near extinction of our very species
Within the walls of our Metropolis
We're protected by our city guards
Who patrol the very wall that
and quartervilles
Aiyyo take that shit, aiyyo Money snap the grill
Body caught chills as he ate this nine mil
Mine kills two but my nine was sign sealed
And ready
broke up on a crush
That's what happens when shooters choke up in the clutch
We gonna body you, and have to hook your wife to an I.V. too
Put both
The Fent overdosed the fiend (The Butcher comin', nigga)
The feds hit him with the body (The Lunch Crew Company)
I'm givin' niggas this work, clip send
Screw type shit
Just a sad ho runnin' through the crew type shit
I got a bad bitch at home, voodoo type shit
Take down Meg Thee Stallion's by the group
things
Boy you know we don't stop
Pay attention as the crew sails
Coming with the change something like the retail
And we don't fail to make a big tale
[Repeat: x2]
Lord live within my heart.. Lord don't you ever stop..
Fill me up with what I need.. just have to ask I shall receive..
[KRS-One]
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