Lyrics:
man's coming up for air
'Cause the crowd all love pulling dolly by the hair
By the hair
And she wonders how she ever got here
As she goes under again
to our Mom
Unless she humiliated you, by your lack of success
Humiliated you, on every phone call
That's why I didn't call her but every two weeks
Yet you
Rich and Poor
Door to door
I sell the lord
While I am at war
Verse 2:
Jam up to my game
TraVisT is the name
Reign up the shame
For I'm owned the blame
(two-tone)
If I was lame like you is, I'd hate me too (hate me too)
Plug sent a bale, then I broke that shit down (hey)
Live by the code, never wrote that
never cooks
no time write my book
and in the end I ain’t got nothin’ at all
Time Waits For No One
a year goes by in the wink of an eye
Time Waits For No
four-pound (uhh)
And bust like four rounds, kick the door down
Get yo' ass up outta town nigga, uhh, uhh
(Five by five) Niggaz connive, I thought you knew
let Nas down
I got defensive on the phone
Resentment was in my tone, fuck it
Long live the idols, may they never be your rivals
Pac was like
Man you hell of a pussy for
The shit you did last night
I could tell you nervous right now by
How you moving your hands right
Yeah please don't fuck
the front gates
Two punks on guard with uzis strapped to their waist
Strolled towards a door, but pizano was like
"yo, who the fuck are you? " then I pulled
Two chicks
One on each hand
Swaggin the style hard
Going hard as shit
With just one baddie
And we fresh as the business
Kicking down doors
For no sucka
two fifty, it's cool though
It's time to act a fool though, heard a knock at the front door
Reach up my shirt and put the gat to the peep hole
(who is
made that there might be a no
that now a door might have closed
the one that was only open before because it hung on wonky hinges rusted open so
became intrigued
by the lizards way of life.
he asked if he could stay on and live in the forest;
and the lizards, who had never seen an outsider,
were
by
Won't pop a wheelie in the lead
I'm gonna peddle by clutching chrome
Touching concrete like a set of tires
You gotta have cash to knock on my door
said (alright)
And I live by the coast of Nostra Cit' (yeah)
Fuck around I'll knock your shoulder from your head (nigga)
Get it right I'm a soldier
Shit, you motherfuckin' right
I'm the bitch that's keepin' it live and keepin' it hot
When you punk ass niggas don't
Nigga westside, what! Bring
Y
My code name I live by
I'ma Dad!
We ride in cars with more than 2 seats
Teach dem kids how to behave
And we them to believe
I'ma Dad!
Round da
det va' nåt?
Det tror do va?
Take a chance on me
(instrumental)
Nu gå den långsammare än förut.
Nej. 1-2-3-4.
Det
Back to Phoenix on the highway ready for the next game
Dem Phoenix Suns they live
When we sittin' all courtside
On the wood where it's all good
By
Like the people next door
I live in
Room 203
I got two cute girls
Living next door to me
One name is Lucy
The other one's Kim
Late at night
You can
prayers
They knelt down together, recited Psalm 23
And started asking the Lord above to
Bless the beloved people in their lives
It was at that moment that
Take it by storm now they see the flame
Way up we go we don't live the same
Way up we go and we takin' names
Way up
Way up
We came from Down Low now we
two, three, four
[rah] grimy bitch stomp the bogey outside your front door (yeah)
Puffin on goodie, eatin tuna and rye
Blow the spot with some old school
said (alright)
And I live by the coast of Nostra Cit' (yeah)
Fuck around I'll knock your shoulder from your head (nigga)
Get it right I'm a soldier
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