Lyrics:
begin to drive me insane
They have come to take me away
I’ll just take it day by day (day by day)
I’ll just take it day by day (day by day)
Out
secret for long
They'll come out when you're gone
They'll tear holes in your songs and your wrongs and then
Every dynasty that you built off the backs
before you cross the road
Just remember who you trust, don’t be deceived by greed and lust… is there anyone there?
I got a feeling, very appealing,
G.I.s dressed with automatic rifles and fully armed for battle, fanned out on maneuvers through the woods, backed up by a dozen Blackhawk attack
tattooed tears
[2Pac] Thugged out baby!
[Young Noble]
We don't shed tears we shed blood
Do you still wanna be a thug? HUH? WHAT?
We don't shed tears we
ballin', so crystal clear, I see it
Even though you mad at me, you'll be glad to see the strategy
Of makin' these chips come so easily
I max out in
gone and the rain comes down
When the rain is gone and the sun comes out
But if you only knew the pain and changes I go thru
Would you still be round
sickest
For every hit you made, more rappers afraid to come out
"Machine Gun Funk", from Queens I came through to smoke blunts
You came to my hood, we
in, I prepared half a potion.
Now you must do the other half.
You must get seven part-silver curses made special out of bullet bits
By some Pollock
in, I prepared half a potion.
Now you must do the other half.
You must get seven part-silver curses made special out of bullet bits
By some Pollock
me the way, someone please stay
It might be a different shape
or a new way
Wave down!
By now
I can create more indipendent thoughts and I walk with
dice, I'm breakin the bank
Servin the fish, they be draining your nose
Trappin and rappin and droppin off loads
Secret department, it's stacked with
and they don't
You got a 120 days do what you want
But as for me coming back this be my last time
Abort me, keep me, give me away, make up ya mind
even want me around
As I go back to spirit town
So I could rest longer before I
Come back down the chute again
In the near future when
Mom and pops could
and classified
I grab a hold of a mic and let the words glide
It's all hypnotic and sanctified
I never want to let a bad day slip by
Now, we be getting
I broke my promise/
She tell me that I ain't shit/
That shit be weighing on my conscious/
Down and out, when it come to money/
You gone see the real/
straight
But I had to go to work, so I couldn't be late
I said, "Where's your man?" she said, "He's in jail"
I said, "Come on baby, cause you're tellin'
be late
I said, "where's your man?" she said, "he's in jail"
I said, "come on baby, cause you're tellin' a tale
Cause if he comes at me and then he
One by one they power up the tools of your dismay
Run and hide in case the dancing demon comes to play
Swinging to a melody as your life fades away
Come out to my city wont you come
Come out to my city won't you come
Come out to my city bring that fuckin' pretty
Come out to my city won't you come
held at the beginning
So deluded in our quests to be known by name
You do not see the truth of our submissive plague
Birthing our defenceless offspring
want to be where you are
I just want stand by you God
Yes sir
Everything I see I see your light shining in me
You never let me down
You never fail me
making it to the gate
I fade away up in a blaze on the last day
Everyday I step is another day
Til I'm finally making it to the gate
Armageddon comes
a money race
It won't be an issue if you come in first place
Give it to him in the worst way
Finesse the plug with a fade away
I bought my diamonds from
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