Lyrics:
is about to blow
No don't look away
Caught in the crossfire
And it ain't no wind of change
I'm talking of crime and passion's rage
Way down by
slip away through an I.V
We out in Cali, P and Game straight blow that bitch up
We out in New York, P and Game we blow that bitch up
You can't stop
Well I pass him by on the street each day
Brother, don't you walk away
He's about my size and about my age
Brother, don't you walk away
Down
blows
There was a day
You threw our love away
Then you passed it to someone new
You wanna stay
But since you wanna play
We can finally say we're through
shit
Tell me it'll be safer to say it in Swahili
They be wheeling you away if you
Say it in South Philly
Look, thirty shots
I'm shootin' to peel his top
need to go to the bank and get some cash
Because talkin' don't pay, you're driftin' away.
When I see you on the stage, I'm-a blow you away.
You
carried away
I just might get carried away
I fuck that bitch by mistake, I just got carried away
You talk that shit to my face, you can get carried away
I
cnd the sky so blue but
Murders in the air
Red rum
What it do
I wish i gave a fuck
But I don't fuck with you
So
Get the fuck away from me
Get the fuck
And the sky so blue but
Murders in the air
Red rum
What it do
I wish i gave a fuck
But I don't fuck with you
So
Get the fuck away from me
Get the fuck away from
Got an AK-47, well you know it makes me feel alright
Got an Uzi by my pillow, helps me sleep a little better at night
There's no feeling any
You
music and lyrics written by, LaVonna Marie Young
upright baby grand piano played by, LaVonna Harris (in her living room @ unit 10)
composed,
me
don't you walk on by
don't you make me cry
d. Call of the Void (instrumental)
e. Secrets
The secrets' piling up in me
I'm just about to blow
know you can complete me there
All right with a bigger feast
By now, by now
Us, us, us trust
There's supposed to be us babe
Us, us, us trust
Lord I pray you wash away
All these things i've got on me Cause
I'm afraid to walk away from the man
I used to be so break away all these chains
So I
you get all street no the chop you get nothing
Absolutely nothing!
Grace oh Grace oh
Whatever you are is by Grace oh
Anything you are is by Grace
to the bank and get some cash
Because talkin' don't pay, you're driftin' away.
When I see you on the stage, I'm-a blow you away.
You're right.
There is no diff
pass
Or take it by the neck and go and hustle some ass
And race against the haters like you busting the track
And take away the dub so now they know that
of time
You made me careless
Dunno how to say this but you blow me away
Maybe it's the way you look at me (Maybe it's the way you look at me)
It makes me
massacre, murder to cassette
I blow the shop up, you ain't seen nothing yet
One man ran, trying to get away from it
Put your bifocal on, watch me a-cometh
Run away run away get high
You are gonna, do things just
To get by and you know
Ain't no favors, in the real
World you got to get yours and
I got
I blow had to work on the flow
Had to work through all the times I was low
Been in the field reaping what I sow
It won't be long till you seeing my
Blow it up
Blow it up
I've had enough
I've had enough
Blow it up
Blow it up
I've had enough
I've had enough
You suffice in your daily repetitions
Need me like Alistair Overeem
I responded hornily
Tryna make this dick touch her ovaries
Even tho she wanna blow with me
I smoke alone hoe it's
the voices
In your head
Brick by Brick
Blow me down
Brick by brick
Throw me to the ground
Lay down, face down
You know you want it
Don’t you
Don’t make a sound
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