Lyrics:
for y'all
And my voice is messed up too, this is the last track of Young Sinatra
Yeah, yeah
Back in the day I wasn't shit, homie
Penny pinching I
My flow was opium, we cock bottles and open them
The relevance
Stop by, tryna see a nigga
All I buy is these trees, king
100 ki's in them
said your life is hopeless man
Met Hopsin
I made him cry for him mama
My girlfriend asked if she was fast
I said yeah bitch
I looked her in the eyes
have been imprisoned by my father, who wishes me to
marry against my will. Please, please, please come and rescue me.
I am in the tall tower of Swamp
the day before
Ballin on these niggas like Michael jordan in 84
Fucking with my niggas you gon get hit with the fatal blow
And I'm coming clean
I got
do a 180, you will turn away from me
Put your spear in me, put the fear in me
Old magazine by the Bemis toilet
Strategically placed for those who
(Ayo 23 you killed this shit)
Looking like, she looking like, she looking like
She looking like Billie Jean
Got the racks in the back
With the weed
let me call her Billie Jean
The kid is kinda white, man it cannot be by me
Looking back I was drunk
The night I seen her in them jeans
Pull up strong
sneak peek
Let's runaway
And don't ever look back
Don't ever look back
My heart stops
When you look at me
Just one touch
Now baby I believe
This is real
making this breathtaking shit out of the
shit we make. then, it ain't shit no more, all taken
and gone in us by us in charter at the nature theater
while my loved ones was fighting the continuous war back in the city
I was entering a new one
A war that was based on apartheid and discrimination
Made
and strength
Glorious chants shall be sung by my grave
The wrath of the gods falls upon me
Death is the road to eternal glory
Spear through my flesh, life in my
out my flaws, a reason why I Ima keep it in me
Past is my past, we all got us a Different history
Headed to the top, tryna skrt off When I cop
When I come back, that's it
You see a flash in the sky, it's that nigga, I
When I land, you wack niggas die
And your casket is your last hit
You wack
We must not be intimidated by the authority that they appear to have.
We must be prepared to oppose them on every level,
To fight back in
change, grounded out inside.
Energized by my last thought as children pass me by.
Rise, to the occassion.
Keep these hearts all blazin.
Build your life
with me in real life
And nobody gets me like my bro from Paris
He goes by
Slow on me
Gets me like my bro from Paris
But in the meanwhile
Teach me
off the Platron Tequila
Put on my Lee's and the original Fila's
Sedated from L's, 380 cocked, naked ladies laid up in tails
Like Whodini I chose,
yappin' in magazines how he stabbed him
Fuck it, 50, smash him, mash on him, let him have it
Meanwhile my attention's pulled in another direction
Some
yappin' in magazines how he stabbed him
Fuck it, 50, smash him, mash on him, let him have it
Meanwhile my attention's pulled in another direction
Some
had cooked it
Later on they was chilling, in the bedroom
Sittin' by the window looking on the moon
Nothin' was being said, so he swore she was hot
Jackson then you Billie Jean (He-He)
Moonwalk how I back away heart of a lion 23 Slay
That's Darius before he got paid
Coming ASAP no Rocky
B**ches running
know the words by heart
I just knew is I wanted parts
(Hook)
My mom would play
Lost boys
DMX
Billie holiday
Camron
Naughty by nature
Mary j
Long
the completion.
Lights out, down for the count, can't get up
Meanwhile the enemy screams the boy is stuck,
and the legs of the king are dangling in a rut
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