Lyrics:
the mind
(8) Take the head of a snake
(7) Behold Armaggedeon
(6) Ain't no love for the rich
(5) Only strong will survive
(4) Cause we live by the sword
I don't wanna live no more
Sometimes I hear death knocking at my front door
I'm living every day like a hustle, another drug to juggle
Another
that p- like you suppose to to
Shake that a- like you're dancin' for loot
Like 2 Pac all eyes on you
Make a n- horny like 2 Live Crew
You knew it
Hoe, this the groovy life. (groovy life)
Fuck ‘em by two tonight. (two tonight)
I got the hoes,
Like I’m Dolemite (Dolemite, Dolemite)
It’s gon’ be
Ain't no love for the rich
Only strong will survive
'Cause we live by the sword
Plus sixty degrees
For the black and the blue
For the sun, Judgment
broke em all down and we all got high
And niggas don't be trippin don't be doin no drive-bys
Cause we don't gangbang, don't wear blue or red
We like
for life
Show me your ho and I'll be fuckin' that bitch by midnight (but see)
It ain't nothin' nice, shakin' these niggas like dice
I told you once,
really going on
Make it look like a lot of stealing going on
Boy them cops is killers in my home
Nigga shot dead in the middle of the street
I ain't no
someone trying to scheme
That's why I stay low like your bitch self esteem
I want to live by the code
Made by G's pass down when I'm old
On how to move
this corner, MC Ryan D
And up next is 2Pacalypse
Yo I can rock it on a slow tip
Don't flip, cause I can do this
No shit, won't trip, ain't nothin'
civilians scared
A likke brownin got me in the ussy
I'm ballsing a pack right now
And I got 2 zoots in my hoodie
No bike gotta lime that now
Ain't no love for the rich
Only strong will survive
'Cause we live by the sword
Plus sixty degrees
For the black and the blue
For the sun, Judgment
be trippin dont be doin no drive-bys
Cause we dont gangbang, dont wear blue or red
We like that fuckin green, papers what I said
Big Moe wassup, in
pain
I can get you John Doe by a no name
Catch him at the Chinese store
Pulled two sticks on him, we eatin' Lo Mein
Nah nigga, Smack can't hear
(hair)
page from Bris
He told me he saw Sean and two chicks followed by four whips
Somewhere in the Florida sticks
It's a set up
Tell the crew to keep their
You aint safe
Just one call have your fav at my gate
I been drinking on this nake
Two stepping I'm not ok
Two sips, I'm too lit from drank
Walk like
#2: It could be carried by an African swallow!
GUARD #1: Oh, yeah, an African swallow maybe, but not a European
swallow, that's my point.
GUARD #2
on the grind and don't catch no case
Bitches, that's what you always be
Like the other young bitches that try to get with me
I run all up in it but this ain't
is highly addictive
Especially when you're used to having money to live with
I thought step back look at my life as a whole
Ain't no love it seems
deranged
Like a pit that's off the chain (Ha)
I been huntin' motherfuckers
Ain't no runnin' from the stain (Aye)
Dig my confidence
A brother brought a shovel
A white cracker muthafucka that probably voted for him
And no he ain't gonna drop no dollars, but he do drop bombs
R.I.P. Tig' cause he died in the storm
Drew P's awesome, don't you forget
No don't be scared, he's not a threat
I hope you don't forget about him yet
His legacy lives on, in the form of a set
Get the fuck out New York, you ain't welcome anymore
Get the fuck out New York, we ain't feelin' you no more
Back the fuck up, move the fuck back
these cyphers?
I treat 'em like they a war, don't want no mediators
Nah, this that grow up in the P's behavior, next door to the greezy neighbors
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