Lyrics:
Yeah it's been all goin' down yo
Kiera and her big bro
The Feds plus Kyle all been on the hunt for Shiro
But Shiro ain't about
He's been missin'
Standin' on the front stoop hangin' out the window
Watchin' all the cars go by, roarin' as the breezes blow
Crazy lady, livin' in a bag
Eatin' outta
Homie up and runnin'
Sun be comin' down
He rushin, rushin
Homie got his boy, he frontin'
Oh he think he up to something
Make a left then make a right
to just stroll the park with this Chaka
Baby girl was just diggin' all in my pockets (all in my pockets)
I was going hard (by the magic hour)
We were
She walked out the closet
Girl, never write a check I can't deposit
She said, "Boy, stop, let's go walkin'" (let's go walkin')
"You wanna be outside
Gettin', his little dick sucked by the, clucks
And will he do dirt? Fool oh please
Little locs are harder then the O-G's
You fall to the ground and beg
I gotta rump
A boy on the side of Babylon, trying to front like he's down with
Mount Zion
What's goin' on
Armageddon come you know we soon done
mind and it's grinding
I'm no toy, get your hands off my body, boy
It's not that type of party
You place or mine, is a played out lie
To quote this
the pickle cuz you took the dill
I was in The Valley word to Mission Hills
And I'm goin fast like intermittent meals
So let me slow it down uh
But you in
showin' it
And goin' to jail
[Verse - Violent J]
Walk 'til you fall into the darkness of Hell
You gettin' raped in Hell, by Satan's tail
And all you
bras then mash up the nanni (Uh)
Vicious 44 (Grrah) , locked in the house (Da)
Bare fat corn make your brain fall out (yeah)
Still GAS try come round
They keep callin' me, they keep callin'
All the lil' homies keep fallin'
In 'em sand traps, nigga's can't figure out
In the fast lane, boy put
the field, checkin' out the sugar cane
Rollin' down by the creek, switch it off and just listen
Now roads ain't found on your navigation system
Stop
With an architectural design by TraxNYC, believe it
I'd ask to rock it, but I might fall
And by the way, how much of a ball was Live at Carnegie Hall?
we stand, divided we fall
Either you lead, you follow, or get up out...
Basically we got it broken down to a silence
Everybody from Brooklyn out
anytime we like
And tonight we're goin' home
It's time to show how to be a superhero
Can't stop or slow down
We're the best no doubt, doin' it like we
the Oakland Raiders
At the club we dance with a gangsta limp
Players pop collars and pose like a pimp
Strike out in the fall, ridin a haul
Now who the hell
And the pain never stops, the game on clock
Yeah it's lookin' sunny but
The rain gon' drop
And bodys gon' fall thats why by goin' hard
Roamin' through these main
here . . .
Don't you boys know any nice songs?
Well the years was rollin' by
Heavy metal 'n glitter rock
Had caught the public eye
Snotty boys
when I fall asleep and
I have another Dream we're not through I have to wake myself up
Because Sugar, Everything's not about you
I wont play by your
far, they won't turn back
I'm admiring the strain, now raise your face
It goes down slowly, going out little by little
Everything falls down, everything
time this world too cruel to sugar coat it
That's why I go harder, ain't just goin thru the motions
When my daughter popped out, I think I finally found
by her golden curls
She's sweet as sugar but tough as nails
Loving her daddy but giving boys hell
She didn't fall far from the tree
Every day I see
I'm going only where I came
This path I'm going down is just a road that isn't straight
Either that or I'm just swerving in and out of lanes
It's in
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