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lives only matter once every four years
Soldiers died for this country and every one of us benefits
Give welfare to the bums and forget about

respond to drum fills
And fill bars the way drunks chill

To bad beer I adhere like bums will to park benches 
Until my fronts ill then
I'm a Pearl Jammin'

up your bum
yeah well you took from what do you know
about the serpertine of snake
it's like a pin through your asshole
you must not lie this is not

industry
I grab myself by the neck
That ain't what it's supposed to be
But I can't handle more shit than any other
So I seek for peace under others

a vavamuffin historie tutaj bracie teraz opowiada, bum!

To jest historia polskiego reggae massive
Pablopavo nawija tu do Ciebie jak Anonim Gall
To jest historia

a cheap nigga
Live by my means
Fake it til you make it never been an option
I lie in the sand before I be a fronter
I'm just being honest no cap
Catch

got by
With dreams of kicking court-side
With a ride or die that's my girl
Introduce you to my world that's hostile
Show you how we did it
When we was

to hate?
We can all be great
These bitches brainless, they mute
They can't relate

Bum ass niggas always rude
Tryna' bash a bitch
Minds is screwed by

slow on a flow, on the Boss c.d
By now you should know, better than to run your mouth
Remember in Garden City, when Chris knocked your ass out
For

The girl they call Jeannie
Looks like Mussolini
She's rat-a*sed and out on the pull
And there on the dance floor by the light of the jukebox
She

steez
or a rental just to fl ex the keys, I get it
by any means, want your neck to freeze
feed your greed with your endless needs, we get it
that you

up/
I been fed up as a bitch, feelin setup by life’s shit/
Medicated in a whip, head to Vegas wit the click/
Not that famous or too rich, still

hoes, bring in dope bows by the boat loads!/ 
Dope flows like the coke flows through my chest/
Only headshots yes rest hit the vest!/
Hit em with a little

Ha ha ha ha hah, I'm laughing with my mobb
While you remained confused by me
The Prodigy
You put your verse I put my verse in
We see who really

loud and clear
Ain't nothing but dope fiends
Bums and red rum you ain't got a gun
Better run when them niggas come
Swear to God I wake up every morning

Well I had it in my mind
That if I really took the time
I could eventually find the truth
But the truth of it all is as the years go by
I don't

On the road to riches
Keep a four pound for obstacles
In the inner pocket of my mobster suit
Where I'm from a bum'll kill you over
A crumb and not lots of loot

the westside of Bompton
You know, he go by Jay Worthy
(Aww I know that nigga, I like that shit)
You feel me this nigga from Broadway (Who?)
G Perico (That's my

bitch I did do it
Steal cars Ive been through it
Done that
Played buddy buddy and rob ya like nigga run that
Bum cat, and bone hood rats till they bleed

keep moving 
Like peeps pursued by police in sets in cheap movies
Rare like like three  googies
Tearing beats seamless
Wearing three seasons
Take heed

Szybko wyłapałem z eteru kilka z bitem chwil
Nigdy nie zapomnę jakie dla mnie to było ważne
Przez większość niezrozumiały słuchaj uważnie

Yo! Bum Rush

come true with you
oooh ooh ohh ooh ooh ooh
I smell the wine on your press
Then you turn around and wine by yourself for me
You gaht me trying to resist

to a beat, bitch, please
That shit you need, bum
Complete
Hmm

Why the fuck I'm still here walking 'round if you a demon?
You see? (Mh-mh) I don't

hangin' out the window
Watchin' all the cars go by, roarin' as the breezes blow
Crazy lady, livin' in a bag
Eatin' outta garbage pails, used to be a fag hag