Lyrics:
and he balled up
On the bedroom floor
Why you actin' like you the one
Who popped his pistol for?
If everyone in this room was
A mutant from X-Men, you'd be
support
All he'd be is a vegetable and that's a fact
Hope you learn something from this lesson
I'm still getting blessings
You can cure the stab wound
But
can't be true)
Damn yo that's crazy you should post that on the (mmhmm)
'Cause that's the wave nowadays everybody show they moves
I know that's
be
Before I'm judged by 12, put a 12 on my V
Told my niggas "I need you"
Stay up I know these times ain't true
Real life, what's free?
Fed
doin a life bid
Time flies 'n I want it
Been eatin you like it cure def
Been eatin you like it cure def
Be eatin you like it cure def
Pretty pink got me
my first studio at like
12 or 13 somewhere in that season
Of my life, singing along with the radio
Became me wanting to be on radio
You know
without me
I got home around three
Then you scream
"Why'd you get back so late?
When you said you'd be home by eight
When you promised you'd make a change
can't miss
Found a cure, oh, try it
It's by far better than
Any kind of medicine
'Cause it'll take
Away the tears
And that ain't all you get
hardly ever sleep my bitch ask
"Why the hell you get that geeked?"
I seen shit you'll never wanna see
Certain shit I could tell you, other shit
I can't
to get by
Shoved the knife right into my back
Now I'd only wish that you would die
You thought you had us all fooled
You worthless fuck I hope you
Choke
but I believe why you're there
When the clock strikes 12, with or without warning
Everyday starts again, we're midnight mooring
The clock strikes
can't take my eyes off
The smoke from the candle
Cure me, I just need to be touched by silence and noise
You cure me just with time
You cure me I
Fucc 12 I'm screaming fucc 12 nigga
U wanna go to war we can go to war nigga
Yall Wanna throw them hands we can get it on nigga
Fucc 12 nigga fucc
you fi ga lang so
You want come cold I up
But you can't come cold I up
There is a lot of goodie goodie down in a Kingston 12
Don't be no, don't be
We can't be cool no more
Please don't, come around here no more
Please don't, call me when I ignore
Please don't, heal us when there's no cure, cure
to California biatch
Welcome to California biatch
Ski's not the only place sounds like a BS
I know another place
Where you can't stop the shining
You can't stop
I be reppin' my city I be reppin' my city
I be reppin' my city
I be reppin' my city er er er'why night
I be reppin' my city
I be reppin' my city
life
I'd rather be carried by 6 before I'm judged by 12
Fuck 12, before I tell, I'll take a .38 shell
I'd rather be carried by 6 before I'm judged
can't miss
Found a cure, oh, try it
It's by far better than
Any kind of medicine
'Cause it'll take
Away the tears
And that ain't all you get
Turner be proud of me
And Angela Davis
Cause I’m revolutionary as fuck
And I know the police they hate it
Fuck 12!
Fuck 12! (Uh-huh)
Fuck 12!(Yea yea)
Fuck
on
GPS deployed, the signal's strong
Everything I do can be viewed by you
You sure you want to watch?
You have a need desire you wonder what it's like
Sometimes I've forgotten who I am
The artist or the fan well I'm hot by popular demand
Hey mic check 1-2 1-2
Hey mic check 1-2 1-2
Hey you may have felt like
saying nothing
Now you get accused of being a
Gay nigga by a gay nigga?
That's just some shit we can't mess with K
But since you claim you a baller
I
thing and without me you can't be great
Biggest of the biggest the riches of the riches
I done escaped death like El Chapo in prison
I'm in EL like that
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