Lyrics:
tall never back down
Thats on god never back down
I was in the field with lions trying to focus on my school
I was out of bounds was steady acting a fool
From them jokers who loving that glass cock
Pitching bullets David Price with the glock
Black boys outlined with white chalk
Shot down by the poachers
with a blooded nose
Street survivor or survivor of the streets! (streets!)
And only the strong survive, there's no survival for the weak! (weak!)
I'm back
Back by popular demand
Back on the beats back with the mic in hand
I'm back like your spine
Back one more time
Back to show these rappers
(Tony White)
As I sit back, I think about the way she treated me
The way she always needed me
Getting this paper was just one of my priorities
Until
11th that's how we took to the street
Whether government go hear the cries and the pleas
Day after day, city by city
Like wild fire we grew minute by
Surgical stockings marked his and hers
Guggenheim attitudes back to back
With Jewish Baroque
No way street, no way street
Happy to see you, you have
Money make the world go round
And all the pretty girls go down
And I still roll round through my old hood in my new whip
All white ghost I call it my
of the phrase paid dues
And if you wanna emcee, you better study the craft
Or you might get cut up and laughed at by some guys that kinda hate you
Now I ain't
it graphically
Direct order, hit the border, then slaughter
Horrific torture, by prolific authors
Shape and mold MC's, like I'm playing the skelly top
Now light a match, stand back, watch 'em explode
She's got lions in her heart, a fire in her soul
He's a got a beast in his belly that's so hard
told her she protected I promise
Grew up inna zoo I ain't lion I'm honest
I got feens doin lines for a profit
I can get you bitch ass lined up by
the Decatur streets
Laid back in these ostrich seats
I'm in the hood makin' deals on the cell phone
Peakin' at that ass crack bustin' out that lil' thong
of the mystified sun
65 million degrees divided by the shine's sum
Right, um, back to the angry talking
clpine avalanches vanish, bars are anti-frosted
Smashed in
Off-white and double D's
Dope Fiends and coca leaves
Dropping bars and raise the bar
Glad that I done came this far
I'm a lion in the jungle
Trust me, bro i,
Hebrew boys hopped out the fumes
By faith God delivered Daniel from the lion's den
And it's only by faith that we can please God in the end
If He said it
able to control this?
I know some fok' that live by the levee
That keep on telling me they heard the explosions
Same shit happened back in Hurricane
that work don't you never retire
Made a way out the trap I ain't tryna get hired
You had some work back in the day you expired
Buddy coulda had motion
the back
Gunnada razta roll up da pack
Driftin the city
Stay away from lights
White paint like the racist people
That Dont like me
When im passin by
I
her feel like a queen
Am a lion in my kingdom
Steady on the grind even when the war is on
No love for the street there is love in the hustle
My mama
end
Brought me and the motherfucking palace was barking
In the midst, a poet, dryin'
Pharaoh and his girl being entertained by him
Motherfucker got
end
Brought me and the motherfucking palace was barking
In the midst, a poet, dryin'
Pharaoh and his girl being entertained by him
Motherfucker got
O I forbid you maidens all
That wear gold in your hair
To come or go by Carterhaugh
For young Tam Lin is there
There's none that goes by Carterhaugh
fallacy
Range day on a Wednesday
New attachments for the accuracy
Back of me my troops we all pushing coupes
Celebrating how we made it so far
Hangin out
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