Lyrics:
through hard times, when it wasn't enough for me
Stick a weak kid'll have you livin' in luxury
I'm the reason niggas sellin' drugs to fiends
I'm
patient
Get buried
Falling into
Your own grave
I'm spittin'
Like an automatic
Spraying lead
I'm going rabid
You getting hit by all this traffic
Bathed in
don't think that I have all the wisdom
I just think your mind, has been enslaved by the system
Do not skip the end no... just listen
You can end up all
[Necro]
Ladies and gentlemen
Tonight we present torture and sodomy
Hosted by Necrophiliac and Ill Cannibill
Relax n smoke your crills
I'll make your
the world all by myself
Id rather spend my life alone, alone
Then start it over with somebody else
Cuz if I can't have you
(If I can't have you)
Then
Get It
Pull up in a foreign naw bitch it aint rented
All black thang yea you know that its tinted
Got a bad White Bitch Call Her Jessica Simpson
All
And its jumping from the free throw
Like MJ
Sees nothing pass by
Like Steve and Pass
Say boy you lightning fast
On the Utah Jazz
Like Dr. J shorts
My
yourself"
You'll have to prove it to me
So now you're waiting up for him
You're wasting time, yeah, every time
Whoa, can't do it by myself
Whoa,
yourself"
You'll have to prove it to me
So now you're waiting up for him
You're wasting time, yeah, every time
Whoa, can't do it by myself
Whoa,
my life
It was nice to see Hugh Laurie in House MD
But it's so tediously predictable by season three
I'm not a royalist, I'd happily tear it all down
I can't be contained (Uh, I can't be contained)
I'ma run the world, it's in my name (I'ma run the world, this in my name, yeah)
Yeah, I can't be
Heartbreak suzie playing with my mind
(me can't believe the girl have me under so much raps)
Heartbreak suzie don't you waste my time
(make my
the queen
She got knight i'm for the violence when
You write at majesties
All you get is silence
Writing letters here in biro
I can't wait to get my gyro
Cut
Livin' like a black God
Moments seem to drag on
Leave 'em all on hold like FEMA
No passport I'm so fly
You have no idea (ID ya)
My wife the bomb it ain't
Phelps
Doing this shit all my life
I don't know nothing else
I got ADHD, I can't sit down
Imma sell it wholesale
I can't sit on a pound
You said I ain't
don't have it)
Funny, you got a lot of books here-
(Yes, we do, but we don't have
David Coperfield with one p
By Edmund Wells) are you quite sure?
better let it be (let it be)
Can't believe you came here, thinking bout what's gone
What the Hell is wrong with you son? Best be moving on
Before you
Aye
Lamelo I just wanna ball
Be lying if I said I didn't want it all
All
I wanted you to love me
But you was only trynna fuck me over
Aye
No and I
And when I smoke my purple I'm gon get high by myself
And if ain't D-roc on the side of me
We ?? bitch can't even buy from me
They call me crip, his
Pistol falling off my lap
Watch me pick it up
Tell a bitch pardon my back
Y'all can't sit with us (Yeah)
I been all over the map, life ridiculous
loud, funny
And mad cool he kept it so real
With me from the jump, like
"Stay away from all these bitch-ass
Niggas none of them are your
Friends" Him
dissing he know he can't jab with us
I put the keys to the beat I got a lot of shit to talk about
Pain all in my head won't sit and cry I'm just going
or over beats, it depends
Because time done molded this boy into a man
Hatchback'n all through your city like my first name was Stan
Then "Shoot the 5"
Boston Jorge
Who want horse play?
Thorough Breds with Co 45s in the Porshe
Bring it to your doorway
We all from the streets, but you do it the Broadway
You
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