Lyrics:
To The Hills, Total Eclipse, Number Of The Beast, and Remember Tomorrow live. Aaah!
Box number four. Do you like it so far? What a great set of singles and all
live to spite we
We done hear the news (yeah, bullet)
So we like fuck you too nigga (fuck)
We ain't gotta pretend (2 chainz)
We don’t fuck with you
rearranged
Where they heart should lay is krang
Live in glass box don’t
Try to rock with us
Last ones that did it
Lie in hospitals
Got to sign up to visit
When
live until Its my time
Weeks go by im thinking u gon call But you Not
Im hot he got you and Kai up in that fuccn box
Im different He need more than
feed them
You use to live down the street, but couldn't stop by
Like why didn't you come? Please tell me why?
And why you took her kids to Atlanta to see
taught you a lot
I know that’s just ain’t your walk, you’ve been actin up a lot
All actions, No thoughts
Lookin like you live in a box
Look at me twice
I live for days like this
Healthy & strong, flexing my penmanship
Making the type songs most out here would say
Won't sell
Like I should care if they
in trinket box or silver platter
Let us save the latter for the head of John the Baptist
Had to unlearn and relearn repeatedly like I was in a choir
They say, "Stay safe" but they still hit us
Fill the rivers
It's like the ghost of Emmett Till with us
We got black cards
Now they gotta deal with us
open up Pandora's Box again
I'm looking at life, Like what do we do when
They finally box us in?
Left and right, there's people losing oxygen
Been
something
She like it hard I'm trying ruin her
Quarter in the box I be juking em
Wipe off the sweat go drop her off and go cop two of em
Make them bitches cry
us
Pick a side low or high (low or high)
Young kids seeing genocide (genocide)
Niggas shot by the red light (red light)
Turn green they'll know next
you loose kid
But don't just grab the first box you find, seek
Don't flip lids to split Pandora's legs just to see
Don't be shuffling keys like a new
Anunnaki
They such fucking greedy bastards, I see the strings
That control us, script our lives, box ring
Using all the Africans, can't spread their wings
laced with eights silly
I live a lonely life, really, deboning phillies
Mad high mind that's willing, so I shock the world
Punch slap box with Earl
Shot
to move
I'm on my way, I'm on my way
This feel like 100,000 on the dance floor
Like they just got Grinding instrumental and a cypher by the band door
that dared us
Tried to put a twist in this thugsta era. Paired up
With a nigga like Pac, and a nigga like me: gotta stay high
Thug luv 'til I die,
this, make me wanna act like this
Make me wanna smack that trick
Make a killer really wanna yap that kid
If he opens up his yap that's it
We will fight
by any means, I'm Malcolm in a Detroit fitted
I got the scars from my life of war
I love the rap, but I don't like the talk
I get excited if
like Fronty and Mission though
I'm a Robinson and don't live in Bow
If you don't man that's a living GOAT
I rep East London with the realest quotes
corners, play blocks like Gators
With bundles on us, serve trays like waiters
It's the life we chose to hustle
Can't stop it, can't knock it
Half
won't graze ya
We hug corners, play blocks like Gators
With bundles on us, serve tre's like waiters
It's the life we chose to hustle
Can't stop it,
bar none
Yeah nigga we bar none
I ain't talking gang banging
I ain't talking guns
I'm talking live your life
Raise your kids
Have fun
Nigga we bar none
had seven more like me
If you growed up the way I did you gots to understand
Trick love the kids, Trick love the kids
Drop the top and let the sunshine
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