Lyrics:
see Divine through flows as deep as mine
Demwuns
I become one with the beat
I’m the one to defeat
Leaving bums perched up by the front of the seat
to get rid of the pictures at first it was fun now you drink by the picture sippin on that fifth youngin and that's where the bout start fast forward 20
from
If shorty bumped down
Then that mean she a hard bum
If dummy my round then that mean He gonna spark drums
Move by the pounds and sell by
Ted Campbell: "They done kicked the door in" said neighbor
Officer Lefevers, announced himself as police, but was confronted by 74 year old Army
Take action, pray every now and then
But not too much cuz its a lot of yall
Yall be bum rushing the doors, but yea you'll be a'ight
Hey
Aren't you that
Take action, pray every now and then
But not too much cuz its a lot of yall
Yall be bum rushing the doors, but yea you'll be a'ight
Hey
Aren't you that
his kids na he ain’t bum doe. Not me
Really do this for bottom
Can I get a drum roll
Everything I ever needed middle of a year
Don’t do this for
from is bitch chasing
If you work with me you know got a big placement
DaDa got the Freddy fit I always been Jason
I was raised by real G's that's a rat
through
Your hood with your head in my hands
(Ha ha haha) uh, fair colored tan (Uh)
Free my niggas doin' 20 in
The feds for the yams (Free the homies)
Yeah,
a hobby you'll get bodied by a proper heathen/
They huff and puff but I'm the wolf that slaughter sink my teeth in/
What I mean, think of treason, think
Afflicted by my past, I can't seem to let to go
No it don't define me, but it's keeping a hold
Full nelson, arm-bar, and rear-naked choke
Life got me
starts it
Takes a lot to make it over
I'm litty by the bar
I'm just doing what I'm suppose to
See a bad ting strike up
On her like a cobra
Talk a good game
Woo Woo
Ima come in 20 damn
Ima come in yeah punch me in
Ima come in 24 bars non stop
Took a opp chain now I trade it at the pawn shop
I just let
don't matter cause you ain't the only one
If it ain't me, then you losing cause you got your ass a bum
Niggas worried bout a rack, I'm trying to touch
Most of them are good guys
But some are really just bums
I used to drive cab in Boston
Had a lot of adventures there
Took a couple of gals to church one
Watch It all fade to black
Mfker think that you are me
Get blown by your mothers like bombs in the army
I'm up in you hood like a dude at a car meet
I
the Army if you fail
Look out kid, you're gonna get hit
By losers, cheaters, six-time users
Hanging 'round the theaters
Girl by the whirlpool's looking for
is deceased
You couldn't fathom my real appearance
Your calamari brain's pan frying
You're only sighted by drunks and bums
They say you're big? Now
love
I got my game face, gun in the place, blaze the place
With that yard weed, you know the god we remember that
You know we, ten second rolly, bum
Remembering the summer, I was twuneanunda (twenty and under)
Had to take it one day at a time
Had an angel and a subject at the same time
Sho ya right
They
jealous cause I got it by the tons
Twenty fifty hundred, is how I count my bills
Then I take it slow because it runs into the mills
Brothers try to step
Remembering the summer, I was twuneanunda (twenty and under)
Had to take it one day at a time
Had an angel and a subject at the same time
Sho' ya right
They
bang bang knocking at my door
I looked up it was my motherfucking landlord, let him in quick
Followed by the sheriff deputy trying to come in
Every po
(Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up!)
Uh, sixteen I bought a strap (no bap)
Seventeen too many guns, by eighteen I caught a case (facts)
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