Lyrics:
wicked deams (deamons)
I keep my pistol by my bedside one in the chamber
Preoccupied with homocide my life's in danger
Rollin down the four-five beware
baller, n**** G'z and cut ki's
Gats for enemies, freeze! hundred degreez
Kill, robbery, soldier- born to ride
Killer- born to die, Mama- was born
shit somebody gon die
Fuck all that singing shit from the album im back to my old ways
A rapper wid the rolex convertable and gold chains
A rapper tryna
recognize, freak bitches fantasize
Uhh, ahhh..
Chorus: Lil' Cease
Uh, one two y'all, you know I rocked 'cha
Step in the realms of Junior M.A.F.I.A.
One two
1, 2, 1, 2, 3
There is a park that is known
4 the face it attracts
colorful people whose hair
On 1 side is swept back
The smile on their faces
It
or thong
You think I'm sick? Fucked up? Oh am I?
You think you can't die?
Don't think your crazy cuz a years passed by
Beat you down with my fuckin'
the Chevy scrape
4th album, no 5 mics? Then let 'em hate
But I'm not stopping 'til I'm the fucking king in every state
Recognize my life
Ridicule my fight
a reflection of your heart. That words alone could never capture. When I write a Christmas song, it is almost always born from a moment in my life, inspired by
I'm like one's for the money, two's for the show of it
Three's for the bitches that be fucking for the hoe of it
Four for my niggas that be stacking
One, Two, Three, Four, Five
Six, Seven, Eight, Nine, ten
Are you ready!
Další rok další album sick byl
Jsem a dál budu sick
Uplynulej rok byl sick
the beginning
GO!
I'll never fall off, I'll never lose my skill
I'm a Gemini man, diagnosed as too ill
2 L's when I smoke, Mr.Smith with steel
I'm an Ice Cube
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Verse 2:
Look, Look
See Where I'm From n--a it's Do Or Die[Die]
n--a Tell You He Gone Kill You
You Gone Shoot Or Die
Dem Devils Got Dem Youngters
a nigga under me
GREAT you lil niggas better run from me
And i still pour lean by the 4oz
Same nigga back used to sell OG
Nigga yeah that's on GOD
I used
Mood swings yeah, feel hella bipolar (Yeah)
One, two, three, four, five now your life over (Baow, baow)
Man I sit in my room contemplating my life
In today's music news: the ever controversial Tupac Shakur has
Just released another album under the alias Makaveli.
Music insiders are running wild
Only my mama done seen me cry, this my life
I'll be thuggin' till the day I die, this my life
You niggas don't know me
You can't slow me down, you
a screw loose or two
Or maybe three or four
Verschon' mich mit deinem beschissenen Dreck
Wirklich niemand will wissen
Wie beschissen du rappst guck zu
Wie
busters 'til they die
Lord Forgive me
The Hennessy got me not knowin' how to act
I'm fallin' and I can't turn back
Until my death
You walkin' with your
district 6 yes
The reason why they called it district 6 because
Cape Town was cornered off into District 1's 2's 3's 4's 5's 6
And it was easier for
disciple
By our love for one another (We got)
One man down (One down)
Two men down (Two down)
Three men down
We got four men down
But still that's my dawg
of Tupac Shakur's latest album, Better Dayz
This is yet another posthumous release by Tupac
Which raises the question
Where are these songs coming from?
even up my sleeve
A million albums sold and it's hard to believe
Well it's true homeboy, it's not a lie
I used to sell tapes on Sunnyside
I used
of Tupac Shakur's latest album, Better Dayz
This is yet another post-humorous release by Tupac
Which, raises the question
Where are these songs coming
I can talk about awards
Fuck the fantasies, yo I got all four
And 2001'll be mine, by law
Why name the Greatest Of All Times?
Because for fifteen
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