Lyrics:
And that's why I never trust Nobody
Want to be the son and come back Home
Now I'm waiting here sitting by my lone
God meet me in a whisper
I feel I'm down in
after me without a SWAT team
And if I'm caught, it's gonna take ten to watch me
This is my life, and the way it is
You see I live by the gun so I'ma die
Niggas had a headstart, but let em know they time is up
Think that G a barber by the way that he had lined em up
Why you in dm lil bitch if u
is, nigga. Here it is. What you
gonna do with it?
Bizzy:
Well it must be close to the Armageddon, Lord. No, then I won't fly by
that lesson, you
It ain't a needle in a vein
It ain't backstage sex
It ain't lines of cocaine on a private jet
It ain't havin' a posse full of hangers on following
Baltimore niggas, born and raised, where they act up and they kill at will
Every move you see me making now is for me and the posse
When I'm cooking up I
shine shine shine in my mouth
They love the way I talk cause I'm a nigga from the south
FLA where I'm raised, Dade County till I out
I'm in love with
As we go a little somethin like this, hit it
Now let's get this party, started off the right way
Ow and ho I think the crowd might say
When we're
to say
The homies talkin' about I feel they
Seem to be raisin' hell
My mom is bitchin' cause I'm in
And out of every jail
Feel like the way that's how
My
the heavens
Raised arm clenched fist held high above your fucking heads
Believing in a religion left forgotten by the heavens
Living Hypocritical in way you can not relate , almost all that
to learn ya lesson
(W5rld) never giving up
Yeah that’s the truth
And I ain’t cappin'
Most you rappers really actors
Need to hit up Hollywood
And they say
was raised by the trenches
Grew up with niggas who slung it to bring them ends in
Them same niggas did some time off in prison
For the shit that's now
marked for death since birth
But still we're making it work,
Keeping 4-4 by our side
While watching niggas that lurk;
And police in my area
Seem to all go
Coming straight up out the V
That's the land of palm trees
Rolling in the whip one deep
I ain't scared of no fire
I was raised up in the heat
Yeah I
the scene on lock
You get these hands for a snack... thats a cheeto chop
Feel like father time with the way I clean your clock
Scythe Note run this piece
we moved in together
And raised a family of our own, you and me
Well, that's the way I've always heard it should be
You want to marry me
My
thangs, because I do like that
You heard me on the radio and yes my man I'm true to dat
I run my lyrics the way y'all want to hear em
And shoot my
was raised
By the KKK
That's right
Not my fault
Just the way I was raised
Fuck off I've heard that before
Fuck off get out of my door
Fuck off get out
man I'm true to that
I run my lyrics the way y'all wanna hear em
And shoot my dice like it's the brick the way that wall done flicks em
Nigga, so ring
where the dishes are cleaned
Most people think
They can keep up with sTRAPPy
But they always run out of steam
Don't judge a book
By the way that it's
I was raised by the internet
Only show pain on the internet
Gotta get famous on the internet
Hiphop saved me, anime raised me
Digibro changed me,
you're all wrong
Put you in your place
And by the time that you grow old
You barely got a way
And oh lord, I know I'm pretty reckless
I guess I lost my way
with the younger hoes by the bungalows
Then switch to playin' ding dong ditch, when that gets
old and too cold to hack it, threw on a bomber jacket
Fill 'em in, that creep life
Went from oatmeal cream pie back in the pen
Now it's ten for the fee price
They took way more of the ten
Guarantee I'll be
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