Lyrics:
I was rocking the house
I?m a hustler, baby, coming up
I hustle every day and I don?t sell drugs
I don?t run no gangs, don?t shoot no dice
Gave
that cries rivers
Cause her sons blind pride
Gives her spine shivers
The one who carried and delivered
Me I came in December
Freezing cold
On a day
able to control this?
I know some fok' that live by the levee
That keep on telling me they heard the explosions
Same shit happened back in Hurricane
The way they used it all up and didn't pay the man
And after 2 platinum albums, you call me weak
Cause I don't sell records in the East
Now what's funky,
away
Bought me a sweet and snapped his fingers, he was gone away
My house is hell, I used bail down there on ?Acre? street
Whole hood on ABC, pops in
the sons of darkness and the sons of light
In the border-towns of despair
Got no place to fade, got no coat
I'm on the rollin' river in a jerkin' boat
the sons of darkness and the sons of light
In the border-towns of despair
Got no place to fade, got no coat
I'm on the rollin' river in a jerkin' boat
Enough to cop six, by the house on the beach
Supply the peeps with Jeeps
Brick a piece
Capiche?
Everybody gettin' cream
No one considered a leech
Think
it, anyway
Long ago, way back in the day in a place called West Deer Park
I was like 5, sit in my mama lap while she would drive
Police would knock
really real son is it really real
Somethin’ I can feel or something on the billboards
Houses on the hills boy is it really real
But is it real son is it
I am
I was in knee deep, sent the Ds to the dorm room
So full blown, we needed more room
By the looks, you'd think we was hustling mushrooms
Security
KILLARMY - DAY ONE * LYRICS
* the album version is edited
[Intro: 9th Prince (P.R. Terrorist)]
(Eh-yo 9th, you sent that CREAM for me son?)
No
Yep, i've had a handful recently i
Had a stop-and-stare moment
And a soak-it-all-in moment the
Other day onstage i was actually here in Los
Angeles
got to stop here just like a one-way street
But who said we gonna make it before you
That make us a bootleg
Dressed in Stacey Adams, but I can get
(Hold on, hold on)
Ayo, yo, yo kid (what's up?)
What up? (What's up, baby?)
Ayo, yo, I just seen this kid over there
Over there, right over there by
(Hold on, hold on)
Ayo, yo, yo kid (what's up?)
What up? (What's up, baby?)
Ayo, yo, I just seen this kid over there
Over there, right over there by
What a day at the park (The Estate Sale)
What a day at the park (Gangsta Grizillz, yeah)
I pulled up in that eighteenth letter repeat buggy
Had
gotta put it in photosynthesis or somethin', son?
Shed some light on Day?
'Til he's cropped out
No not now, I won't need a plant to defeat you
The sequel,
boom boom)
Cake pilin', spent the last two days countin' (hah)
Invested in the real estate and made safe houses (yeah)
Same block where I had a K,
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
saving by saying the same sayings staying amazed
For days stuck in a daze it don't even phase
You think you out of the maze you ain't making no plays
that easy for her.
One day she fell sick, she had a bad pain in her stomach so she was rushed to the hospital where she had to fight for her life,
I am on
Hoes be on a mission
Every day on every call
With the album in the kitchen
They be smelling the records
Look
Man I do this for my son
Get ma
yeah)
'Cause back in my day it was food stamps
And I love my wife like I am Chance
I bet you'd rap about the shit me and him rap about
If you had ever
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