Lyrics:
slack
I've seen the smartest lookin' fall into the grips of a trap
But I'm illusive, been a victim of depression, but killin' myself is foolish
Though
apartments
And if I go out, I'll make sure I go out like Vargas
Fighting to the finish, Lil' Rob the sickest
Fucking up the program, cold like a snowman
Making
and flow spit and blow smoke out in little O's
you know the seed never falls far from the tree
germinate and touch heads constantly THC
the O throw shows we
words, but that's all.
I hope his wounds will heal in time, but right now, things aren't looking good.
[Boys Night Out:]
The lines I wear around my
the funk
I'm representin for the Yay cause, ain't no love
For none of these pretty-boy ballers, they just some fake thugs, wit a Yay plug
We them niggaz
apartments
And if I go out, I'll make sure I go out like Vargas
Fighting to the finish, Lil' Rob the sickest
Fucking up the program, cold like a snowman
Making
Oh be a man, as fast as you can,
Oh be a man, as fast as you can
Growing up wild, out in the fields
In awe of the stars, and the power they
can tell when I open my mouth
I bet nobody got mo' princess cut teeth, than the Boss
Open your mouth up you lost, I'm blinding these boys
I'm joining
Eat that cake and stop catching feelings
You still young you can fall in love at anytime
I got a man that needs my loving all the time
This love game
hope you go and trip
See you next fall
I'd pick you up
But that's not really my call
Not really my fault
You're not being what you wanna be called
Sound
the only friend for me.
There was a family that lived next to me.
They had a boy just about my age.
Stricken to a wheelchair at the tender age of five.
got cheddar to get, I'ma foul and ???
With two co-defenders, drive by, Tah, and I
Said the dead don't die unless they fuck with Ja
If sellin crack is
and complaints are always the same
cause baby you must be so fed up
with a boy that keeps telling you
how much good he's gonna do
when all that is happening
the likes of her.
She's just a half-crazed beggar woman. London's full of them.
Todd: [Spoken]
I beg your indulgence, boy. My mind is far from easy, for in
spreads out
The light of the eyes
Is extinguished
Thunders now shatter
The eardrums
The scream is:
"The plague be on you!"
The dust
I used to build
and by my mom a house
Racked a 100k in loans to go the corporate route
Been rapping for a minute
Focused more on wylin out
I’m bought to start a business
A baby is born with an unknown disease
He only has time for a dream
A woman cries in the distance, lonely
She was left in misery
An innocent boy is
you see I had low falls
You have to turn it around to pick yourself up
Get back in the race theres no giving up
Ive had plus or minuses life withdrawals
just want a blunt
You just fucked my brother baby ion want a slut
Got it out the mud cuz this time ion want a front
Then I put my engine in the back,
round with her friends
A shorty who worry bout saving money instead of keeping up with these trends
A shorty that keep me on track when i fall off with
getting money
Since Scarface seen a man die
And Ghetto boys took a mug shot cover in black and white
I been friends with Benjamin and seen Woodro Wilson
behind a smile
Clashes inside with my mind as a rival
Im bout to fall out boy, i'm dead on arrival
Maybe its from back when i was a child?
and find some secure little nest
Maybe its a fact that a poor boy is under the gun.........
but Maybe I could run
Maybe I could Run
Son of a Gun (by Kevin Hanson)
Angels in the snow
Are devils in disguise
Every snowflake has a twin
Once it liquifies
We swirled like autumn leaves
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