Lyrics:
snake it ate our brains
Injected poison in our veins
T.V. minds hip swing grinds
Faces cracked and filled with lines
Black sun came and changed our name
regrets, no abortion, had a son
By the name of Seven
And he's five
By the time I do this mix, he'll probably be six
You do the arithmetic
Me do
[Chorus: sample]
Some people get caught up
Some try and get rolled up
Some people... [x9]
[Ol' Dirty Bastard]
Ol' Dirty kickin' your ass..
I'm from, now
This album 2 but this song was written before the first
My mind racing, I'm sick of pacing, I feel the thirst
Of those around me that
the game ain't shit without me like I was David Ruffin
Stayed strapped cause my mind be my weapon
Henne said do good by people man that's how you get your
really that simple shit get harder by the week
I’m keeping at it coz I wanna see me eat, dawg.
Cop me a new crib, dawg.
Get my momma rich , dawg.
She ain’t
somethin', huh?
How come they never cross over to us, huh?
I never seen five niggas on Elvis Presley's album cover
see that every day, just so many ghetto tears
In the ghetto)
Age 11 looking out of a ghetto building
Mom and 5 of us little ghetto children
I
distracted by money drugs and four
Fives, I count lives all on these songs
Look at the weak and cry, pray one day you'll be strong
Fighting for your rights,
busted out, fallin' down
Remember that ol' high school, graduating class of thirty-five
Ain't it funny how things worked out
We were on one hell of a ride
Nummer eins
Siehst du rot, wie Heinz und sperrst ihn ein
Quälst ihn mit Simple Minds, bis er weint
Das ist Liebe, das ist Liebe, das ist Liebe, das
facts
But you know we don't want fags
I don't even know what I'm gonna say next
All I know is I'm getting distracted by a sext
I need to clear my mind
loaves of bread"
Now lookie here
There's too many brothers that go by that
Now I want you brothers to dig where we coming from
Set your mind
Right
about somethin' I said in 2012
Took you six years and a surprise album just to come with a diss
Homie we get it, we know that you're the greatest rapper
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'm back again
Been here since way back when, now let that shit begin
This album 2 but this song was written before the first
My mind racing, I'm
album's hot and your album's not
I done been getting movie deals
I done been getting paid like Vinzel
I done been by ?
And five double o's
And 1 2's
dans ta Renault Megane
J'm'écoute le prochain album d'Ol
Dirty dans ma DeLorean
J'fais d'la bombe sans apologie
Ancien dans la rapologie
Reconnais
bitch scooped her up same ol' same
Fuckin in the drivers seat
While I'm switching lanes
Gettin brains Long Beach, Compton thang
Shit ain't changed thats
Words say you here but my mind still ain't changed
Śdc they saying how you pose to go and save
Running round keeping up the pesky ol behavior
Betta keep
missions since 98
Boss mind state
Playing Dangerous Dave
Took a shot NIGGcS know it's high stakes
Dropped five tapes
Now they hear what I gotta say
RIP
after all" And
Like, I think about it sometimes like
It crosses my mind a
Bit like when I go to a baseball game and um
Sixty thousand people boo me
All by the bar
All by the bar
Always so far
Simple nights, drinkin' beer
Never too sober
Cozy bar on the street
Sinkin' our tongues in
Thinkin' we can
Give me the cue
Skip the introduction
Proceed the lip function
The junction get rushed by some grimy people busting weed
Splatter your melons like
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