Lyrics:
hella niggas getting guap
Servin' twenty shots standing by the betting shop
Plugs were getting robbed, I'm a rapper now, they're better off
(Mmh,
Well his name is red and plays the tele'
Broke it in twenty years ago sittin' in this same bar
Same hat same boots same everything
Her name's
She's there when I close my eyes
There when I close my eyes
How the years they rush on by
Birthdays, kids and suicides
Still I play the fool and strut
Unaware of the legacy he's leaving behind And what a legend that he will become Is it a curse or just a conincidence That after twenty seven years All
only, ten years deep
Badman, no contingency
Doin' this ting in its infancy
Man see me and start do parkour
Rhetorical question, why's man running for?
the holy ghost, baby, I'm a street preacher
And bitch, I got a family, ain't no deals on none of my features
But I made a K by myself, so I cake in
to get his name cursed
Armed to the teeth, carry metal like a change purse
Make a list of raw motherfuckers, put my name first
Every single line is by
up, given up
I think he's had enough, had enough
'Cause he ran out of luck, out of luck
And now he's locked away
Twenty-one years of age
How many
and break down a pack
1A the hood, land all them shottas out of town
Went 'Dam for the plug, now we the opposite of down
Uh, tryna leave a nigga's head by
in June"
And I thought, "Okay"
And I took a breath
And I got my yacht
And the years went by
And it never changed
And it never grew
And I never
She's always tryin' to be
Some independent girl who is never in need
But 20 years in this town
She still relys on me to find her way around
because
Imprisoned in the cell of hell
My execution sealed by law
Since years I'm longing for your smell
But hope is ending at the door
Your phone is
The Lord works in a strange way,
There ain't no doubt,
Man he's gonna make a man of me,
He's gonna straighten me out somehow.
I was twenty
evil giant's toy (When it's late at night)
I believe in something
My friend had his death foretold
When he was twenty-six years old
I say the right
a dollar to get in and twenty-five cents a beer
They play rock and roll music like it hasn't been rocked for years
Well she's sexy and seventeen .....
and Brooklyn from fighting
Telling me to pay my respects and move to the side
But I probably wouldn't have got off my knees to let people by
You can't kill
Twenty years have passed and nothing has changed
For all the world to see your life's well arranged
You've never said a word to anyone
But inside of you
Aged and distressed, thinking 'bout who just fucked me over - 20 years ago/
Amazing how pricks can miss your skin, yet pierce your soul/
But where's
Now it's understood, it's finally kicked in.
And as we stop by this gathering of fire at the rocks,
I've forgotten all your world and here's to one
He always called her daddy's little girl
She was four years old
Waiting by the door to run into his arms
Each time that he came home
And every night
Scott, the kids deal with real life issues!"
Fuck that!
The truth is, we're just a bunch of 20 year old kids who really like music
We play what we like
anymore
No
Daddy's been drinking beer
Every night for 20 years
And mama just sits there on the couch
Poppin' pills to drowned her tears
And they
I'm carrying with me
Over twenty years of pity
My whole personality
Was formed by others, not me
When I look back on my life
One that's always filled
of 1975
You're already 20 I'm the reason why you're still alive
I watch everything you do I've seen everything you've done
I kept you out of jail because i
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