Lyrics:
to the belly of the Beast/ Ready to feast on these softies/ Like a quick bite from Wendy’s/ This world is failing/ The next generation is going crazy/ Cuz they
You know what I'm saying
With the next one on this track
Blade brown in the s10
Fucked that hoe and her best friend
Down in Baton Rouge west inn
Nike
favorites
I’m out the Midwest and then posted by the Lakers
They like A bee why you do it like that
Walked out with the stick and full attack
Is the right
an event
Just to come back to LA and crash at the Ritz
Damn...can't stay in one state too long
Helluva life that I live but what don't kill you, makes you
D's and a big back
A real one I need that
I don't bring nothing, bitch I am the table
I need a real one to hold my down, like staples
Need her gold,
to decide
That Earl had to die, goodbye Earl
Those black-eyed peas, they tasted alright to me, Earl
You're feelin' weak? Why don't you lay down
to decide
That Earl had to die, goodbye Earl
Those black-eyed peas, they tasted alright to me, Earl
You're feelin' weak? Why don't you lay down
to decide
That Earl had to die, goodbye Earl
Those black-eyed peas, they tasted alright to me, Earl
You're feelin' weak? Why don't you lay down
to decide
That Earl had to die, goodbye Earl
Those black-eyed peas, they tasted alright to me, Earl
You're feelin' weak? Why don't you lay down
to decide
That Earl had to die, goodbye Earl
Those black-eyed peas, they tasted alright to me, Earl
You're feelin' weak? Why don't you lay down
the ground shake
O my god u fine bae
Wats been on ya mind bae
If u love me I need u to tell me
One more time bae
Looking tryna find bae
Hit ya from behind bae
from Rocky Top to the NFL
I'm retirin' so big I make a
Brush guard outta all the gold
And give it to my kids so
They can be pimpin' like daddy-o
Long
I figure I give you niggaz this one
drunk off the liquor
This is for all you crazy cats
This is how its goin down
I'm seein my shit
"Why?"
Probably 'cause they do not like all my views
Mainstream conservatives don't support me
I go by God's rules can't control me
Everyone is scared
100 others
Best believe
On me I bet!
Me & my brothers VS the whole world
On we I bet!
Twistin & turnin these trees like that
Gon' keep me attached
One
the finish line with a limp in the race
Guess it’s by design when you running not chased
Hands gripping time that is slipping away
His body starts to float
Business meeting catch for lunch, it's prolly E+O
Ironic that I feel my best when I'm all alone,
Yeah,
Steady putting down the phone,
Fuck that phony
nothing came easy
But made me
This ain't no racing
I do it or not baby
I don't do maybes
Fuck all that fake shit
This that eight o eight shit
Make sure u
careful who you tell it to yea
My mind is the strongest muscle in my body
I can make anything happen just gotta have
A little love and dedication give
It
come to bring you outta hells layers. I greet the sunrise, but I'm held by the dark the Last Hope where most hope get deprive fo' they start...... Yeah!
army
waitin by the tree
they got ur house key
they got it for free
cause am truly
the only
O.G.
dont say no threats
i'll make u clean creps
inflict
Sovereignty
My paradise burnt down
Effigy, I ask of thee,
"O Heresy, sweet Heresy, you've seen the gates. Now lead me through them"
One more
I see ya ooh
It's not me, it's you
Been long gone, mystical
Then stay out that schedule
See, you let this game get the best of you
Go 'head, pick up
like it
Was a remedy reminiscin reading letters all the homies said to me, It's meant for me to
Bring the world these very special memories homies from
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