Lyrics:
no blood on the dope
Bring it back all white, don't get no blood on the dope
Blood on the dope, blood on the floor, blood on your ho
My young nigga
to dwell.
White dove will mourn in sorrow
The willows will hang their heads
I'll live my life in sorrow
Since mother and daddy are dead.
We were all so
Sing us the song of the century
That sings like American eulogy
The dawn of my love and conspiracy
Forgotten hope and the class of 13
Tell me
My motto is simply I will not lose (I will not used)
Abide by the block rules, I buy my glocks used
Wit bodies on it, let me know anybody want it?
when there’s nowhere left to hide?
Tell me, what do you see in me when you look into my eyes?
But if all lives matter, why I gotta die?
Stop killing us
the team
On my grind like Lil Wayne
Without the lean
Told y’all amma blow but only clean
I Can’t lie
I don’t date regulars only queens
You scrapping over
shit is a show. and I love it, got my name buzzing look at me now. cND did it by myself by perfecting my style check out my shine I know you see the god
(I live for the funk, I'll die for the funk)
All I want is bitches, big booty bitches
Used to sell crack, so I could stack my riches
Now I pack
(I live for the funk, I'll die for the funk)
All I want is bitches, big booty bitches
Used to sell crack, so I could stack my riches
Now I pack
down
Affected by the storm
White dragon
Make me fly
So high into the sky
Let me see my people fighting for our land
To save Leiber we need to reach
man the crowd get hyped
And everybody love me, the browns to the whites
You live like a movie but a movie my life and
I'm the life of da party
(Every
by tomorrow
But all lives matter
Until they talk about ours
This some shit off of my chest
But I know there will be more by tomorrow
ends
Got so much life to live
But here come the winds
Pushing this water
Down on our heads
Loss the fight gave all our might
Now all I hear in my head
pills?
Great, great, great, great
Shake, shake, shake, shake
How the fuck your man gon' live
When we done fucked all in his crib?
'Cause boy lemme get
Haha, haha
We can take trips now, yeah
Ayy
(Great John on the beat by the way)
Mmm
You don't got a nigga focus, did you notice it, baby?
I
some love back to those that loved me
206 Court street and my second mom Tracy
Little Keesha and Cole
My mellow blow, and my homegirl Flo
Rock
And they all came back, shook my hand, and we had a great time on the
Bench talkin' about crime, mother-stabbin', father-rapin', all kinds
Of groovy
The Great American Dream
(Lyrics & Music by Rocky Michaels)
Down at the beach thereu0027s a guy and his girl holding hands
He kisses her
the good in me
Ain't satisfied until they see the fool in me
(And I) I know my business, so my sins great
(And I) I thank the hood for all the love they
To all my ladies tired of hair trade fairs
Tired of tracking weaves and prefer straight hair
Stop telling them Jesus is black of course
We love melanin
wherever I go", oh
Learned a lot at Unit 65 though
Lot of lessons I applied to my life, though
I admit I did some fucked up
Shit by the age of thirteen
But
a-tumblin' down, oh yeah yeah
All shook up and bent out of shape
Wasn't Johnny B. Goode but it sounded great
That night, tell me that's right
From
all hysterical by now. PILATE notices BRIAN escaping.)
PILATE
You cwowd of cwacking-up cweeps. Seize him! Blow your noses and seize
him! Oh my bum.
brilliance, took away my sight, then the man in white
In gentle loving tone spoke to me
And I was blinded so that I might see, the man in white
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