Lyrics:
laughing
On 83, by 82, would've been 81
In the 80's they made money by hustling anyone
79 flows, got 78 more
I think I got around 77 songs that I wrote
It's
passed on the young side
It's bad 'cause a good friend's hard to come by
Justice is never color blind, never gun shy
The one crime, you may never see
goes around, comes back you know)
So when I die I hope I live in the sky
All my folk who ain't survive, may they live in the sky
Tell God, I wanna
Granite Reef
Yeah
What do you know about karma
Just watch when that thing come back around
And be careful who you turn yo back around
This is war but
Commerce on heavy
Hand to hand with the crack
Some
Serve with out a strap
Some
Get murdered for the lack
Of thought
Don't come around unless ya bought
the park turn there he goes.
Number 13, 16, 17, green car, blue car,
The first car by the turn will be number 10.
Here he comes down the straight-away
the gun and began to shout
"ay y'all all lets break out got 'em dip out
Now as I left there goes the boys in blue
They pointin they guns at my four man
With no Sun around, it's just moonlight
I could come around get the mood right
When the Sun goes down, will you be my light here?
When the Sun goes down
reached Miami Beach
They got a hotel by the water and a quart of Bombay gin
The road goes on forever and the party never ends
They soon ran out
me with an urge to burn trees
Birds disperse when the jakes come to search
We don't even talk, mute game on Hercules
From the DZ to X, who the fuck is
off[01:16.46]Years gone by[01:19.18]You haven't said a word[01:21.86]You got yourself stuck in a[01:24.65]Different reality[01:27.35]Why is it so hard[01:29.78]For you
What we see all around us.
Life goes on
Like before while we sit by the doorway
All around
All our lives
All we do
No surprises
gun in the gun rack, come and get me
Yeah, they thought I was gonna fall off
(Hell naw) , now, really?
When you see me in holler holler
"Chicken Willie"
comes homes to finds his wife's been sleeping around with Sylvester.
Oh shit.
Sylvester cell phone rings he comes out the closet pointing his bereta.
Oh
Will keep them hunting the path to no avail
What goes around comes around
Naught may obscure in the shroud
What goes around comes around
Sounds so
in a brothel
Hark who goes there
Tripping down this dark road
Marked by the beast and his bar code
Hark who goes there
Slaine spitting hard flows
Life
goes by and I begin to grow
Not in height but juice and cash flow
I pick up my feet and begin to watch TV
'Cause now I got other people working for me
I'ma snuck 'em, fuck 'em (straight up)
Guess I'm a by-any-means type of motherfucker, uh (on God)
We not in the frat but step (21)
I got more
Hit em up, hit em up
Don't ever let em come down
Hit em up, hit em up
What goes around comes around
Hit em up, hit em up
Don't ever let em come down
'em all
All them little gangstas, who you think helped mold 'em all?
Now you wanna run around talking bout guns, like I ain't got none
What you think
them little gangsters, who you think helped mold 'em all?
Now you wanna run around talking bout guns, like I ain't got none
What you think I sold 'em
them little gangstas, who you think helped mold 'em all?
Now you wanna run around talking bout guns, like I ain't got none
What you think I sold 'em
for n32g by the
29th of November then the Lord isn't with me
For him to come through he will bless me with an opportunity
To make some money and provide
(uh)
I was nothing I stud on the curb (uh)
I be sliding down blocks like I'm durk (uh)
Bitch this the real green ain't no turf (bitch)
Fuck around put yo
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