Lyrics:
two times, two times
And both times were nothing like the new times
Now it's rough times
I'm out here on front lines
Just trying to make sure that I
the baritone and I'm home alone dig it
and I'm always staying freshly dipped on 1-2-5th
where the dogs bark and the dreadlock be sparkin spliff
Okay okay
BOOM!
Taking cities by storm
Dead the norm so reformed
When I perform it's like life is reborn
Redefined the outline
Now watch everybody swarm
I'm like one's for the money, two's for the show of it
Three's for the bitches that be fucking for the hoe of it
Four for my niggas that be stacking
blinded by the cries of dead
Yeah
He's blinded by the cries of death
HOOK-
Consciousness is taking over
Got them visions on my shoulder
I'm convinced
hereditary
If I was Math, you'd be dead already
Your picture on a obituary
Bullet holes in your head already
I'm 5000 and 0, my record dumb nigga
Dumb nigga
I'm both of those
Artistic, painting pictures of the dead
Naked with a blackened rose
Drinking pills to make you doze
Feel you stiff as water froze
2Pacalyptic
But on the real I'm just grateful to have a pot to piss in
Not to mention I'm writing songs with no lights on
Ready to rumble when the fights
rolls I need atht big bread
Freaky bitch thought she had one violate my son in bed
If u think we fuckin' in da same bed bitch that shit is dead
I'm picky
rapper about to blow
But his album came, and it was not good
I think it went lead or double copper-wood
So the silly little fans, they were misled
By
the music in they ears, they would have lost it
The seventh album by a musician they both revered
First time this planet heard it, let's call it a world
you might be resting
Resting? Is your name 247?
247 tired, but he's not the one I'm testing
You two guys have a lot of similarities
Like you copy other
attacked
6'3 In my duck boots
I'on sneak by, I'on duck dudes
Real nigga, no stunt dude
Neva been sus but I fuck dudes
Yo click mad but I touched two
the same way as the day you met me, it was a blast to meet ya
By the way, I'm grateful to know you, thankful for what we've been through
Super stoked for
scare you, I can tell 'cause your shivering
Lyrics label wit an X and not a G
I say fuck the police, yo, so now they after me
I'm wanted by the law so
sleep
I'm steady pumpin' bullets in your sheets
Wake up, motherfucker, don't stutter
Point blank by a nigga from the gutter, yeah
Gimme mine, gimme
on this album if my man's and them rise
[Method Man]
Now speed it up, uh
[Chorus 2X: Run]
Run really make ya wanna drop, drop
Now wanna make ya go live,
featuring Fiend Mystikal
Chorus: Master P (repeat 2X)
Here we go Here we go Here we go (BE BOUT YO BUSINESS)
From the south to the west
on the outside. sitting next
I'm on a banquette, a ballerina. she's had two grapes, a raisin, and a chicklet, and she's full. in fact, she's been stuffed for years.
funny how my lil niggas
Do it out of spite
I'm ridin' with the 2 and I
Can do 'em out the night
These niggas call me crazy
I'ma do 'em out the night
Your
I'mma make you pay
Shit's about to go so cray
Step aside, it's time for the chorus, eh!
Why you so TOXIC?
I don't why
I just wanna ride
Till I'm Dead by
Next album that you hear
The last from me
Feeling hella eager
To be leaving 2020
Yeah
Dead by Dawn, 2021
Coming soon
Album number two
But for now
I guess
Indubitably I'm too street
Indubitably I'mma do me
Better than your bitch would
But you niggas too weak, but just give me 2 weeks and I'm good
I'll make
on
I don't know
And then I sold my car
For a Grateful Dead ticket
And my dad yelled at me
And he grounded me
And he said I was a dick
It was the worst
.png/300px-Grateful_Dead_(1970).png "Grateful Dead")
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