Lyrics:
Come on everybody sit down
People wanna act like they are in the know
Well I'm here to wipe off your smile
And tell you what's the word around town
I
This for anyone with ambition, calling anybody that'll listen
I'm wishing all your dreams come true, 'cause mine did
And yeah, you know I had to put
that's all
Just a feeling that you're watching me
Aah, every move I'm making
Am I reading your mind
'cause it's almost like your touching me
Aah,
hit after hit
You woulda that I'm not even thinking
Taking a hit and its not even blinking
Like bitch is it broken
Like shit are we toking
Like what's
brung, ungodly slum
Cough up a lung where I'm from marcy son!
Ain't nothing nice
Flushing Avenue to be more precise
Never discount it, if you want it
Pay
'Cause I need you
I'm waiting
Don't let me fall into the darkness
I just started to see the light
The sky is blue
Clouds are red again
The night is coming
on the floor cause
You live by the sword you die by the sword
You live by your word you die by some more
If you play the game you've got to live with the score
fellas are invited to listen
Unless you have seperate compartment maybe you can get away from it
And we hope y'all get back safe
When Charlie Duke was
Everybody cool in elementary school
'Til you hit thirteen and they hoods chose (where you from?)
Military recruitment, Ben & Jerry's, I'm cool, but
They
at you, your loved ones too, nothing's sacred, I'll drop you then I'll get a replacement, yeah I'm cold, I don't need friendship, I walk alone inside these
cliche,
cnd it's hard just to be you,
Well, maybe I'm the reason,
But maybe you are, too.
I don't want you to go
I don't want you to go
I still need
grease in it
Country boy, I'm country raised, from the belly to the grave
Roll the Benz nobody tripping cause the money already made, Krizzle
We gon'
on motherfucken weed
Fuck I'm a young nigga, yeah, young nigga made of clean fucken oaten reed
If you made it you a G, said by those who never succeed
Internally
rockin every city them niggaz back pounds of that purp'
Yeah--What it is, what it does, we are th-th-the best
I'm from the city where you need to were
Too Damn Hype led by Jeff and the Prince
You're spending dollars and cents
We're spending pounds and pence
And yens and rubels and marks, you think I'm
cold
I like the nine when you up and not O's
I do suits while you prefer the lows
Tonight I'm a choose 'cause you already chose
Grown for
clothing line has closed the line and
Let me shop at closing time
Yo boy got stacks like I’m
Standin’ in a Borders line
Hidin’ from you bitches ‘cause real
Fort Lauterdale, which is just a
stone's throw from this very sickly horribly smelling disgustingly debauched studio I'm sitting in, talking to
you from
swell gonna take it to the shoreline maybe i'm still, taken with you but i aint gonna be ya runner up and i don't wanna stay in touch, california, oh
vibes on him
Niggas lie up on it
I'm fly up on him
My lid niggas on my corner
They rap too they trap too
Pull up all day you know the roll way
With
Who you tryna run from? 'Cause
I'm on a manhunt nigga
I know you want out
But there's nowhere to go
Black hole, leave your carcass
They all died alone
six feet under
You know what I'm sayin'?
Yo, this is Frank B
And learn from others mistakes holmes
And don't let peer pressure get to you
'Cause it
six feet under
You know what I'm sayin'?
Yo, this is Frank B
And learn from others mistakes holmes
And don't let peer pressure get to you
'Cause it
I receive hate (yeah)
Some of you muhfuckas could never relate
Y'all never speak ya mind cause y'all just be too afraid (too afraid)
I'm just amazed
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