Lyrics:
doors, now you oughta lock 'em up
Take great care of the air supply
Beware nightmares, they come to life
Where am I now? This is not my home
Oddly enough,
know what I'm sayin'?
(Cars ride by with the boomin' systems)
(Cars ride by)
(Cars ride by with the boomin' systems)
Funky (Cars ride by)
For all
know what I'm sayin'?
(Cars ride by with the boomin' systems)
(Cars ride by)
(Cars ride by with the boomin' systems)
Funky (Cars ride by)
For all
walk is big-boss don’t have to try
You compliment me you’re by my side
Up and down you love to ride
You’re my drug in the middle of the night
Want some
on air
On air
She be rockin fenti
Thinking she got plenty
I take her out to Italy
She tell her friends about me
I don't rock the Gucci she know I'll I buy
this money baby, they shady, we get shady
Dress up like ladies and burn them with dirty .380s
Then they come to kill our babies, that's all out
I got
supplies my provisions
I was dead in my sin
I was S-Y-N
Satan was my next of kin
Like errybody else, I was hexed all in
Couldn't get out
We all fell in
A less nigga tell more love than hate
One of the best to do it
Yes kid you are young MJ I'm checkin' Du mar
I give it to y'all the only way I know
And that
the U-S- Impe
Massive land grab to kill all who resists
30, 000 Have suffered by his bloody hands
The conditions become right for a proletarian
Rev
The 3
karma
As-salamu alaykum, I come in peace
I love all religions and
Practice what I preach
If you came into this world and you bleed
You're like me 'Cause
Living and learning while bridges are burning
Down to down a downer whenever I'm down
And out and out of luck
Down as fuck to fuck an upper up
Up all night
it
It's a lot of work to make sure the supply aint interrupted
That's why I get the big bucks, the stakes is really high
So if my product's out
block all covered in duct tape ??? down
Get the ransom out this motherfucker
Love of the hood, we stay representin
y'all don't recognize
My motto is "live by the bottle"
So why is my supply low?
Bring in a truckload with a high-low
Stay grounded but I still reach for the sky though
Started out as a local love
Really physical
I fell, nice and clean, the way you portrayed yourself to me
Through that screen, I wanted to believe
tryna help you understand
That, I ain't playing
Just give me a chance
To give you all my love
I promise it will never end
I can
Supply my love
Without
baby please dont cross the line girl
Love in the air
I just wanna i just wanna i just wanna i just wanna know
Love in the air
And she wanna and she wanna
be your safety
Oh baby
No game playin' here my dear we straight
But we on the same page, we queer
With all this love in the air
I can't breath when
see no love when
I peep out a peephole never go to clubs
Cause i freak out with people
Never falling cause
I wrap tight like burritos
On the mic I'm
it rain, Juicy J he be makin' it flood
Fuck it man I threw it all
She assed out never no drawers
That shit be good I would pass her the sack, bitch
Toby, one for the gentleman!
Hear the birdies cheeping
Helps to keep it cheery
Toby!
Throw the old woman out!
God, that's good!
What's your
your hands in the air
Give God all the praise
If you happy to be here
Just to see another day
Thankful for God's love
So strong and true
Filling every
Deficiency Syndrome, tombstone
From the graveyard shift, RBL's Mister see
One love, to Rapping Ron and Plan B
Victims of the trigger
Po' out a little
cookin up hickory
Dickory dock, my glock tucked by the scrotum
It's Theodore, our chips' all in, you can't hold 'em
'cause the Pips be stinky like Pepi
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