Lyrics:
thuggin' outside the north
Runnin' 'round the town goin' on seven years
If you 'bout that, nigga, show you is
Bitch, it's up there when I say it is
On my
throughout the country 37%
And we don't represent but-but 12% of the country
Now that's disproportionate and ain't no joke you know
It's it's not by
throughout the country 37%
And we don't represent but-but 12% of the country
Now that's disproportionate and ain't no joke you know
It's it's not by
on my shirt say, "Bitch, come here, I don't skirt-chase" (at all)
Put us over, and that was my fourth felony, certainly
Got a warning, I be in Lewisburg
prayers don't be scared we're Always prepared
You along with the other kids parents left for dead
Demons dressed in red
Walks along the gates at night
So
yell at my pal about not planting Travies and not that one woman Man must participate in the army More than years men have many women Some must scan
the only bitch that's loving me hey hey
I look my lady dead in her eyes
And that's the only bitch that's loving Me hey
It's a wrap if you come for me
leanin' over
Your bitch want it, she fienin', homie
I got stripes like a zebra, homie
I'm laughin' like a hyena, homie
I don't know where you get your
was locked up
But he on the same shit, fucked around and got shot up
In my same mind, I'm like why he even bother?
At the same time don't know what
his eyes so he was
Shot for no reason
Man it's the season
Brothers keep dying
And Mamas keep grieving
Seven year old ain't come home after dark
Blink
They say they want me dead, I pretend like I don't hear
Mi seh mi di one, mi seh mi di one
Bricks coming in, haffi know they weigh a ton
Lingo, lingo,
neglected the Lord that day
Okay I'm cappin', 7 years ducking the house of pray
Instead of words from a cardinal, I chose to wander carnivals
With Shuga
on
Mack a bitch draws off, y'all get your rape on
I tell her come through, put the "Purple Tape" on
She like Wu-Tang, favorite member Raekwon
My nigga
no no don't address them
Can't you see how they dress them
They probably surrounded by models and a
Bunch of them yes men
I'm surrounded by no-men oh
money, can’t stop it
You will applaud me you will applaud me
a gen of men raised by a gen of mommies
Oli, what you wanna be when you’re grown
Sorry, I just
With my Windows 31 cause we gott beat Japan
We got beat by chance
We don't teach them little kids
That Kim Jong I I was trans
Ninjas in the place if you
can't get caught by po-po
If I catch a third strike I can't see my baby or home
Bitch I'm about to go mental
Bitch you don't know what I been through
P.S. 92, 7th and 8th
Asked you for dough and you said "no" dead in my face
But now that I'm on, it's like I owe everybody somethin'
All my
bitch growing tired of you trying shit
Women run the courts, men provide the chips
Well eat up bitch until you had enough bitch
But take my kids, you
global warming everywhere
Polar icecap melting television ratings
Earthquakes all around the world thousands missing hundreds dead
Japan has moved by
as in plenty, geez
Don't you get it, b
Get it? my energies will never allow my enemies
Or Eminem or any men or even ten MC's to get with me
And it'll be
My colors, colors, colors, colors, colors
Colors, colors, colors, colors, colors
My colors, colors, colors, colors, colors
Seven years passed, now
a way to take back her wealth
By just sitting back and letting us destroy ourselves
No intervention
Earth's been quaking for years
Heavy flow flooded
stupid bitch, a Drug addict weed fanatic
I think you had serious Depression, getting your ass Beat by your ex husband
Mother fuck you, you're dead To me
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