Lyrics:
death
They throw their dice for the crew
She wins the mariner and he belongs to her now
Then, crew one by one
They drop down dead, two hundred men
death
They throw their dice for the crew
She wins the mariner and he belongs to her now
Then, crew one by one
They drop down dead, two hundred men
left us
Well he's gone and life goes on, you know
We had a crew, but one by one we go
Memories of his face that was full of joy
Rock-a, Rock-a bye,
Everybody rise, we about to get very live
Right before our very eyes is a very fly portrait
Captured by photographic memories
Actively basking in
make a penny or two
Just doing just what we do at the U.S.U.
And it's like that, flex and I'll fight back
I'm strapped and I'm black and attack with
You ain’t out here making moves
Live it up that’s what we do
Trademark The Block that’s my crew
I do not know about you
You wanna see what we bout
I saw it coming, I was aware from earlier
This crew's watching me, they all envy
It's cool, keep watching me i will burn ya
I'm just tryna live but
handle my ten cents, two cents is fine
Shower your mind with my thoughts, rinse, repeat, and reprise
Hallow hollering's for fake followers that'll be your
shout-out to my man
MC Homicide and DJ Fatal!
Twin one and two my man Milk!
My man Fred Dawg, the O.G.B. crew!
Y'all know how we flow
And I'm a drop it like
in, they're live on air
I see the engineer but he's not aware
So we duck and I drop three caps full of sleeping gas
So the whole crews falling
Lincoln continental
I'm the mouth that roared swore to the lord
The eye of hawk both live and die by the sword
The forbidden the six man be sinnin'
slang I use
breakin' down mics
and destroyin' crews.
1-2-1-2 unhh............ 1-2-1-2 mic check 1-2-1-2
1-2-1-2 unhh............ 1-2-1-2 mic
until the these rush through
Or maybe touch you, cats wanted two from the crew
This shit is tense, you out the fence, you even lost one shoe
Ran
gotta be willing to get what y'all want nigga.
By any means.
No Limit nigga.
9-8, 9-9, 2 G nigga, whatever.
I'm out to get mine.
Oughta get yours.
They say I'm lonely…
Nah I call it solitude
Now I'm right here without a crew
And I'm still making solid moves
Most can't separate the two
They say
Wutchoo doin, Really all Depend on How You wanna live, Gotta Get it, Not a Doubt cbout it aint Nobody Got it to Give...
(Verse 2)
It is what it is Money
you to area 51
And get you kidnapped by aliens
I got a thought
You've been a thot
I got a thought bitch
You've been a thot
Dating two guys at the same
live to be adults, sheeit
No wonder brothers take lives for red and blue
It's the evil that men do
But every nigga on my block
Can't stop, and he
I don't wanna live no more
Sometimes I hear death knocking at my front door
I'm living every day like a hustle, another drug to juggle
Another
And get mental
Pop the track eight track lincoln contniental
I'm the mouth that roared
Swore to the Lord
The eye of hawk
Both live and die by
the neats clean
Narrow like a ravine
Digits fell good news
Last hole, green jacket worn, body in two
Left by oh-no
Soul been gone, disappeared like
influenced by the cain
They influences with a caper that's like fluid to my brain
Chorus
I'm like hello hello the rap game
Come back like Melo Melo
a ride
Want me Want me too
Reprise: We’re so high off this vibe
High off this vibe
Verse.2 I fucked you in my mind
In the club all on the floor
Mind
us, follow us, follow us, follow us,
Verse
Im so innovative and legit, a player indy, but Im major, running capers, whip a v like scrapers, run
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