Lyrics:
Four years in the making
Might ramble here quite a bit
So take a seat, gather round
Welcome all to my shortlist
Of what I'm going through, I wanted
Dont you count me out
Top ten
Lock me in
Every year's my year
Every year's my year
All we do is win
I go's in
Can't believe the things I hear
Stacks
Rina i can hear myself good now
You're good now, haha
Haunted by the memories of you in this life
Man, I've met so many dudes
That were jealous
Yea you can be here one day gone any minute
That's why I live everyday
Likes it's my last
Well, you could be here one day
Gone in a minute cause
motherfuckin' hands up)
I said many times busters still can't see
Y'all niggas can't fuck with me (Outlaw)
I been, handlin' stress in this shit for years
motherfuckin' hands up)
I said many times busters still can't see
Y'all niggas can't fuck with me (Outlaw)
I been, handlin' stress in this shit for years
won't grieve 'cause every day I've been blessed to breathe
As for me and the Leaves
Last year dropped our own CD
Blood I wish you were here to see
Dad I
somethin' don't seem right,
Be gone in a physical but lifted my dreams like
Every night (every night) and every day (every day)
Every night (every night)
every scratch it reappears
In the dog days
People look to Sirius
Dogs cry for the moon
But those connections are mysterious
It seems to me
on every side
Blood is in the streets
Screaming in the air
Let it overcome us
For our last two years
Death, decay, and destruction
Let it rain the embers
bullshit day to day
If I sell some yay or smoke some hay
You bitches wanna throw me up in Pelican's Bay
Call me an animal up in the system
But who's
worser days
everyday mi people them a
VERSE 5:
Every hair in a mi face mi say yes it turn grey
every hair pon mi head yes it get grey
maas Tom dead
no drive-by's
We walked over
COB bandana tied to the end of the AR
Iller than they are, rhymes so sick
Give 'em the day off
This is the chaos, Nicolas
Everything in my brain, I put it all on the beat
Cause every single day can be a walk on the beach
The judge acting like my brother still in the streets
He
of medicine and it never helps!
Day by day I'm struggling against myself!
Tell me every type of advice that I've heard before
And nevertheless it's getting
,
And finally, now, at last, his royalties!
Royalties! [repeat: x5]
Billy the mountain was rich! his eyeball-caves widened in amazement,
His cliff (which
one day we'll all be together, sippin heavnly champagne
What angels saw, with golden wings in thug's mansion
[Chorus] w/o Nas
[Verse Three: 2Pac]
Dear
Yo, it ain't enough hours in a day (it ain't enough)
It ain't enough days in a week
Yeah, yeah, yeah-yuh-yuh
Ain't go to sleep last night
Only
another summer linger
Where a day feels like a year
And I let time go by so slow
And I made every moment last
And I thought about years
How they take
play me for a buster, make it hell for a hustler
Now in these last days and times I takes mines so serious
Gotta get that paper quickly and escape
mistake (Every every every every every)
What a fucking mistake (Every every option every, everything's bleeding, everything's bleeding)
One day last summer
nobody heard the soul searching words
Of the soul in the Salt Lake City jail
Of the soul in the Salt Lake City jail
For 36 years he lived out his days
the foundation
And on that, we will stand
Growin' stronger every day
You and I
Tryin' to understand
What's best for each other
Together in love
As time goes by
For
Been brutally murdered by the Jungle
Posse police seem to be baffled to
The whereabouts of these four suspects
D-Money easily spotted in
Candy burgundy
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