Lyrics:
Intro:
La Da Da Da Da Da Oh Oh Ohh
Ohhhh Ohhhhhwwooooo
Hook:
No I'm not perfect no, I made my mistakes and all, all i want is love unconditional,
yesterday I saw him on it
See in my hood it ain't no love
Age 13, seen my auntie o.d. on drugs
The neighborhood hoe only 15 and everybody wants to bang her
the trenches by myself
I barely had a bed
Cutting ties yeah, ion need no thread
Cuz that shit pretend
Momma told me never trust
Cuz you gon end up dead
Mama
[Intro:]
Enter through the narrow gate. For wide is the gate and broad is the road that leads to destruction, and many enter through it
Matthew 7:13
That go to show this ass
Kicking ain't gon bother nigga
Cause it's right back where
You started nigga
Being a son of a Harlem nigga
Now you was made by
Walking in the nights
Yeah she calling ride
There so many stars in the sky
Im no lies
Ask me if Im in love
I reply you no
I feel dead inside
Lost my
a dead man what do I have
Pretty words don't work for the devil
I'm here, a slave to my past
And i've fell to lucifer's level
Fly on by, oh saint
and put me on ICU
Halfway dead
No respect and handcuffed to the bed
Now the trauma starts
'Cause the bullet must be just a hair from my heart
Then
find you food and shelter
Show you fire to keep you warm
Through the endless winter storm
You can live in grace and comfort
In the world that you
get it, I gotta get it, I gotta get this cake[03:10.56]Stacking up this money, shit I'm trying to make a way[03:13.81]Day by day, step by step, I gotta
pretending shit
Moved to LA
Shag by myself
No
I don't got no friends n shit
I stay away
Dey cutthroat
Before
I'll kill a nigga
I'm chill and stay in my lane
this cold ass chick who was infatuated by dick
Said she been with 13 boys since late last week she been workin hard
Man she was a freak
She tried to kiss
the gutta
Freeze it up, in the winter, throw it out, by the summer
Bank account, seven digits like a telephone number
BAH! BAH! Beat it up, you would think I
I was alone it’s nothing I can’t survive,
I got no problems i took care of mine,
Winter season feelin like 80 Fahrenheit,
How my life been turnin
the
Shit back to the stolen car
Drive and park by the house is not too far
My gear was fat but still no money though
Talked to my homey then got
and park by the house is not too far
My gear was fat but still no money though
Talked to my homey then got fronted so
Stackin my shit, hustlin cash
Gotta get
be hella countless
Middle of the summer but
It feel like december
What a bummer just to be surrounded
By this iced over palace
White all around like no
from New Orleans
My city so gorgeous
And ugly at the same time
Paintings in the quarters
Dead bodies round the fairgrounds
Ain't shit fair now
Man
life is full of sin
This road is a dead end
I wanna live again
[D-Roc]
From the part where a child is torn from a mothers umbilical cord
No one
this people no forget
say everyman is a walking dead
he pass the message in songs
but no one cares to listen en
he even wrote petition
but police didn't
of the team, you ain't one of the guys
You out of pocket for me, don't try to sit by my side
There ain't no way they be jokin' in the dead of the night
You
runic wings
Against (the) autumnal moon.
The cowering pack awaits the Triumph,
Of Winter transfixed by awe.
The hammer of cold has smashed into pieces
Buck 65-Square 3
[intro]
Music to be murdered by
It is mood music in a juggular vein and I hope you like it
Our record requires only the simplist
The video jukebox is playing Madonna
While just down the block at some local theater
They're grabbing their crotches at the 13th beheading
As the dead rise
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