Lyrics:
[Intro: Royce]
I'ma hit you until you, hit you until you
Hit you until you, hit you until you
I'ma hit you until you, hit you until you
Hit you until
the top in press in alive
Nigga got shot in 95
Never be after came out with live
My grand theft broke but I had the drive
Round 2k when my grade was 5
Had
the morning comes
I've got many secrets that I've kept to myself
Even after all these years
Still told nobody else
My first forever love
I will never forget
Miley Cyrus
That's a tear in my eye that I ain't cried
It's some paths to a milli homie, you ain't tried
I count ten by fives, I'm always halfway there
coming from
Imagine after ten years, you're finally coming up
Your family, your friends, ain't nobody give a fuck until now
Now everyone is hating 'cause
in the cold
But real niggaz never fall, if I'm a hundred years old
I'm still gonna murder you 'cause mob niggaz don't die
We can be shot at, battered
Can't explain the way I felt
Too many years I seen my brothers die
And I can't say that shit was really that fly
But I used to gangbang when I was younger
I don't wanna be your friend after this
So I'ma get this out real early
Suck my dick!
I seen this shit comin' in plain sight
We waitin'
after the dark
So you will always be in my heart, with unconditional love
I'll probably never understand ya ways
With everyday I swear I hear ya
still a risk taker, let me put it in words
Can't still 2nd base and keep
Your foot on 1st been about 10 years since I
Been high off the Angel
Now Im
10 years ago!
Man, shut- listen man
You're killing yourself you should let me
Spit and come back i'm
Tellin' you it'll look better on
Camera for you
the family scriptures
1999 nigga, still struggling
Trying to get some money with this mastermind I'm juggling
Sharpen up ya thug mentality
And by the year
Beats by Jhay yeah
Aye yeah
Best rapper in Africa yeah I'm really popping
Niggas really asking why I'm being so cocky
You should ask your sister why
Happy holidays
Let me come here and talk to you
I gotta stop sayin' I'm not doin' this shit no more knowin' I'm cappin'
(Great John on the beat by
the bank
Blowin' packs of the dank, I been chiefing green
10 Years old, me and bro getting dressed up for school in the dark
Because lights ain't cheap
Grew
tears must fall
Until I’m back to that state
In the world’s not only love, not only hate
Afraid to die, inside again
It took years for me to feel
your G-string down South, aoowww
Threw that back out, in the parking lot
By a Cherokee and a green drop-top
And I don't stop, until I screw
Jeans skirt
Notorious biggie ready to Die
Snappin off my dome ain gone bring my homies back
But Living by the gun just might get a krakka clapped
R I P
The industry
All
If I die young, bury me in satin
Lay me down on a bed of roses
Sink me in the river, at dawn
Send me away with the words of a love song
If I die
We get rowdy in the club, so show me some love
Its been 2 years since I possessed some drugs
Nigga hard times is a thing of the past
Give me 2
and its my time to shine.
Would you believe me if I told you...
It was my time to die.
I've wished for this all night.
So show yourself, I will fight, I
know no more is coming
You see people love stories with endings
Right now I'm just a story
Thats sorta dragging on slowly
Page by page, year by year
But
know that we them niggas
I'm screamin', "Free all them niggas," until they free them niggas
Yeah, it's free all my niggas until they free them niggas
on'n'n'on'n'on on'n'on,
The beat don't stop until the break of dawn
I said M-A-S, T-E-R, a G with a double E,
I said I go by the unforgettable name
Of the man
.png/286px-Ten_Years_After_(1970).png "Ten Years After")
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