Lyrics:
Symmetric fourness not to be found
Brightness protons vibrate outside
The 10th Aire very unGod
Blind larvae of moonlight souls
Trapped in the saliva of Times
that you didn't like
Keep them all under light
Will you rise above my 10th grade love?
Don't know how to fake
I'm kinda stupid 'bout you
Guess you
to let go
Stop worrying about the money and end goals
cint in a hurry I'm just sick of sitting in 10th row
Why am I worried they gonna skip it after
and I warned ya
Can't fuck with that 10th ward St. Thomas
And on the V.L., and on the V.L., can't fuck with them boys on V.L.
Apple and Eagle so real
pon di buddy head till it tenda
Spin pon it like motor from glenda
Fuck me like seh yuh wah me
Fi memba di time 3 am, di 10th a Septemba
Da gyal deh
5th ward, 6th ward
7th ward, 8th ward
9th ward bound
10th ward, 12th ward
13th, 17th
Eastbank, Westbank
St. Bernard bound
3rd ward, 4th ward
5th
down -Adlibs 10 10 10 10 10 10
10th man down
10 bitches down
Sweating my Nutz off
Yeah 2x
Making 5k a occasion
Never forget about that boy Big
as saying it
I can stack den put it back on 10th for 10th trynaa stretch when i flip
Can't get caught ina mix
While I'm stacking these chips
I just wanna
the sun just dissipate
On the 10th
Of the 8th
Where we pop
Finer days
Its a date
She remember hitting them shots
But her body so tender
Yeah
Hitting them
misdemeanors
In a system where a young black man is a target
Get locked up I bond out no pre-trial y'all police
My face clean I'm home team that's 10th court
home team
That's 10th court and 10th street
My lawyer answers questions
So why you crakkkaz flexin'
I always see you servin'
But when am I protected
taught me how to whip it so them basers come fienin'
G-face riding with me so we go get Versace
New Slim, Twali Day we just hanging with Bobby
10th Court,
Oh they mad yeah
Oh they sad yeah
You the same as last year
I am dusting all of y'all
I put this shit in 10th gear
I know you feel the temp here
This
Heart up on my sleeve
Pray to god this ain't deadly
10th grade, juuging re rock
Smoking reggie
Touchdown
Fingers wet
Only if she let me
Cause I
A million Cash Sum I can Brag On
Get supa high wit a gas mask On
I did scams aint need no Mask On
I Converse Like Im on a Tapped Phone
Put a 10th in My Mans
like I'm driftin' In the 10th dimension
I can feel the tension
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Breakin' up with my bitch
I can't feel the connection
Breakin' up with
no future to look forward to with all of this going on
Cause all I hear is static and the whistling sound of an atomic bomb
Remember the day
The 10th
the back (Ay look)
You know where I'm from
West-side, rollin, Rolando Gang
Slauson be the block Crenshaw in my veins
10th Ave in my lungs inhale the BG
Gun
picked up the pencil, I start waves
10th grade super saiyan was the vibe aye
12th grade, we getting booked for our waves
Now I’m solo cause I’m seeing
Open and empty, there was your ground
Under the blows of daggers
10th tribe wants your ground
10th tribe wants your arms
His totem will be built for
(stop)
Aye
Started in the first now we on the 10th (all the way)
What we doing now this just don’t make sense
Yeah chill out
Why you got so many friends I
Red christion lubes
Yeah i keep the tool
10th grade dropped out of school
Got some shooters they some goons
Yeah red christion lubes on my feet
Viallage that claim 10th street
I'm the same nigga from Cypress village that claim 10th street
I ain't never had a hand out and I don't need one
Everything
of the rats
Ditch that sim
Now i think my lines been tapped
Snakes and opps
Thats the only things i attract
10th floor up and I Just vaulted another stack
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