Lyrics:
got mouths to feed
Hope these vocals in my notebook build a house for me
No escape plan, no backup route for me
This is all I’ve got, why’m I fucking
Let it go Let this angel life go
Let yourself go
Time is passin' 'til the cops come
Big beef, big beefin' with the Mistress
with a pride
City boy, fuck it up fuck it up fuck it up
Always on the roam, this city's my home
If I die, you can write the album title on my stone
Never
I been taking over this city I know
I say what I feel, wear my heart on my sleeve, yeah I know
I got so many styles, I got so many flows, they cannot
Skeltah album called
Sean Price be like, "I'm not sure any" yeah that was my shit
I used to bump that shit all day
By this time I knew I wanted to be
"We're all in this together!"
My album was raw because no one would ever
Think like I think and do what I do
I stole the show, and then I leave without
try to tell them, "We're all in this together!"
My album was raw because no-one would ever
Think like I think and do what I do
I stole the show,
to tell them, "We're all in this together!"
My album was raw because no-one would ever
Think like I think and do what I do
I stole the show, and then I
But I'm due for luck she won't be creaped
By the end of this song in her mind in my arms she leaps
Now if that is just not the case highlight my ass
I'm losing life
I´m trynna make the decision that even
I don't know is right trynna tear my walls
And breathe into the mic
Punching holes in my wall
of a book let me look
You let me hit the stage that's when I got my folks hooked like
[Dre]
Deeper than deep dish hammers and vogues
Deeper fish in
mmm mmm! Ain't that something
Dogg I bought yo' album, my nigga, that shit is bumping
I apologize, I'm sorry for the drama
Can I get your autograph
Now, the end is near (Can you believe this shit Guru?)
So I face (I'm from the hood man) the final curtain
(No the real hood the hood, not the rap
Hi this is me
Red Trix
As a human but also a spiritual being
I'm on this earth to evolve to my greatest potential and fulfil my life purpose
Welcome
than your video
Fuck a sadiddy ho
This that rap city flow, hit Flex
Let the city know, shit
By time you hear this
A nigga will be up on Arsenio
And I got
lifes a bitch
I'm sittin in the patty wagon thinking bout the snitch
And wit my phone call I know exactly who to hit
My niggaz Don Perry we got some
is a nutrient
Love is a nutrient I wanna feed you
Baby I need youuuuuuuuuuuuuuu
Big M
[ Verse 2 ]
I want this for the long run
I want you with you
to power through it
c year ago I was struggling, wondering how to do this
Now my album's moving, doing everything on my to-do list
'Bout to live all my
It's T-cross man, y'all know the vibes
It's the last song on the album, but you know what it is
Wrote this one back in the days y'all
First one,
much talent can’t measure
Going hard is my pleasure
This my story I'mma tell it
Been through a lot I must admit
Heart hit hard no full clip
Made it
snitch
Hood nigga principles
Abide by it, live by it, die by it, nigga
Even when I'm finga fuckin' hoes
Finga on tha trigga diamonds in my crucifix
Feelin'
the valley with the shadows of death
My homies gone so I'm walkin this valley all by myself
We miss our boy lil' Willie so much he was like a brother to us
Fart 1, Fart 2, Fart 3
They're long streams of pure poetry, formed by as many searchable keywords as possible
This is where the work transcends
Every
mack floppas
I smoke him like a rasta new york diesel
Get proper i'm cliche but this is my forte
We stay strapped and I'm
Packing like green bay
I'm
.jpg/225px-Shirley_Bassey_(1971).jpg "Shirley Bassey")
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