Lyrics:
kill me
I'm out the gutter, pick a hero
I'm 165 and staying high til I die, my competition's zero
'Cause I could give a f*** about you, better duck
shooters that are watching for me.
I'm heavy, I'm colder,
Better me know, sir,
I can tear apart mc's
But I'd rather read a book on childcare by Keri
a better Christian
By 9th grade i got saved
Now he's losing his religion
Hope and faith affected our decisions
So do we pay for dark days
Or will they be
Sunday, doing close to nothing
Sunday, fun day, no time for rushing
Living like kings and queens for a day
Watching the clouds roll by and away
No
separate ways
and I've seen better days
Pass me by in a haze
And we've seen better days
Pass us by in a haze
I've seen better days
don't push your love
of the day
Not even a damn dime to go out and play
Just looking for a better life cause times are hard
Trying to find a better pay, so I pray to God
That he's
go! I start this shit bad
That's for Miami boys
With them days kinda flex
Move and wait
They learn to hate
That's the Miami boys
With the head
(Bone-Thugs-n-Harmony)
Bone (xalot)
Wasteland soldier, these are the days of our lives
I be struggling and hustling and thugging it forever
We so thuggish ruggish
(The motherfucking war iz on)
You better suit up and do like Krayzie Bone
'Cause the motherfucking war iz on
What you gon' do,
Being good never felt quite right
I know there's someplace better
Far away from here, we're gold
As long as we're together
Hey, yeah-yeah
We were
at the crossroad but I wasn't by myself
Some take the right and, some take the left
But lo and behold, what do I see?
In the distance, some resistance
[Chorus]
that stone
Well, I tell you man, if you good
You better chop dat stone like wood
Then tomorrow gonna be a big day
You get another shilling in you
a hike like hut two
I was raised by the Huxtables
I was raised in apartments
Right up under that yellow light
Right on top of that bando
Stand
fiends, buy it and bounce
Throw some money to your momma, keep some food in the house
But cop the outfit and Jordans on the day they came out
Better get
a mark
I bet you get your ass kicked hanging at the park, bitch!
You'd better watch your back
Before you get jacked by a nigga with a gat
Cause Life is
on
I be that, girl who straight pop from the N.Y.
Doing my thing, all day, yeah it's her
Nicolette on the track, matter fact, bring it back
Tell me
Shit I been doin' my thing
Swervin' from lane to lane oBN
To be honest, I be thuggin' by my lonely
Niggas be hatin' so I keep
This thirty stick
Caught by a traffic jam blues
Life is nonsense, I don't have a clue
I need a cool day riding
Feeding all the horses at dawn
Searching for the truffles,
up the day
Smoking everyday to
Smoke away the grey
Now I'm on my way
To a better stay
Keep ya head high don't be shy
Try not to care and to always ask
Should of known better by now could of been better
I kno its fucked up
But somehow i lucked up
And now i done came up
Misery loves company and yall stay
you better than the rest
No lie
Fits work the gym & school right all into one day
No lie
Although she workin hard, she sure know how to play
Shordee
pay
Hectic phase of the relationship we had some better days
Saying you down to ride
Long nights you done cried
But with you I can't resist
When I first
Dry them tears from your eyes, and pray for better days
I'm so through with the lies, get the fuck up out my face
Remember we were slime, now you
best friend
I don't wanna wake up in the morning feeling better than I do right now
Right now
I just wanna stay out till the morning, counting days I'm
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