Lyrics:
set on what to be.
alot of chronic smoke . yunq broad come puff wit me.
a attitude like y'all dudes cant fuck wit me.
still i stay humble .
focussed
an Attitude since fifth grade
I never behave
Rather be a dead man than a live slave
We can say what we like
Put the pressure on 'em
Ice Cube and Killer Mike
Put
Your touch
Your face
Your attitude
Gaze
The days apart (Heart)
I'm back now
Let's restart
I play the keys alone and I reminisce
The memories we made
Fairfield niggas got something
To say im a nigga with a attitude
Nwa ain’t no more being
Humble you gone feel our
Rage cus we been out here
Suffering
first
Swinging hard
Swinging fast
I'm infected
Can't be cured
Keep your distance
This attitude's contagious
Give
Me
Space
This attitude is
the wind
We started out good but exhausted in the end
I gotta get out of this coffin that I'm in
Cause every day is death with you
I need a new story
is way behind
And in retrospect is respect given or earned
Take time to reflect
She she stuck in a urn
Her time of death
Was broken hearted o clock
paranoid pan di other side
The friend zone similar to race
Luckily mi smart enough fi tek faith
Try protect mi life enough fi death sake
Long time mi did
with karma she a bitch, and I know death 'cause she's a flirt
I can't lie I been distant for a while, since a child
My nigga made a call just to make
Fake my death in the morning
Okay now fuck who you
Pretend to be
Try to forget the sex
Delete our insta pics yeah
You really tryna come and
Fuck me up
shank it's bait I'm drenching It
If you caused this beef then I won't settle it
If you think you got attitude get rid of it
Leave a hole in his throat
wanna suck me to death like my fam got my eulogy
She say she don't like my attitude
She say baby boy be cool
You got me in my feelings changed my mood
You
people attached to money, wait that's cruel
Yeah I'm one of them, my dream concert
Crowds from Turin to Pennsylvania
Static attitude like step backs
I'm
Reah, A Colombiana Attitude
Don't know who I'm kidding
Death warned me bout you
When I get out
Can I pick you up
Smoke a bowl or two
Sounds good in my
on consistency
Revealing your weakness
Would be the death of it
Say what you must
Break down the consonance
Voicing existing collision
You make us judge again
Yet
Self-destructive attitudes
The peaceful world born to be refused
You cannot hide the face of death
Reality that seems so dashed
S.O.D.O.M.
Rising from the dead
mortalizin' together and comin' together
and we diein' together it ain't no game niggas soldiers black power
'til death do us part nigga for every nigga they
mortalizin' together and comin' together
and we diein' together it ain't no game niggas soldiers black power
'til death do us part nigga for every nigga they
Shakur, but of Death Row Records as well
Nas, the alleged ring leader, is furious at 2Pac,
Excuse me, Makaveli's verbal assault on Mobb Sleep
Notorious
Resources tell me a number of less fortunate rappers
Have joined together in conspiracy to assassinate the character
Of not only Mr. Shakur but of Death Row
but of Death Row Records as well.
Nas, the alleged ring leader of it, is furious at Tupac
Excuse me Makaveli's verbal assault
On Mobb Sleep, Notorius
hoopties to a drop
Killer be killed
Is the attitude I got nigga
[Chorus: x2]
I know you praying I get killed nigga
He who fears death is in denial
to the shacks of Park South
While I'll be outside slingin, you're always high
And don't come around to the crossroads of life
We're to the death, you and me, this
I'ma speak the truth until my heart stops
My lyrics running all you cowards out of hip-hop
Now let the beat knock
And if I die by a slug, the death
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