Lyrics:
Bricks
All my n****s flippin' chips
Gettin' rich
Even though it's hard
Tryin' to creep through these halls abroad without scar by ?
With no warning signs
homicide's my lullaby
Hang with the homies and learned to kick it until we die
Boss players you wonder why
I live the life of a ghetto kingpin, just let me
bothered you!
We should take the creeps out at night
Drag them incomplete by their ears
We should nail their thoughts to the wall
Stand them in
should take the creeps out at night
Drag them incomplete by their ears
We should nail their thoughts to the wall
Stand them in the street with a gun
Even when we sad we still gon party
So Corri, FPN let's do this
Hit it!
We party and bullshit
We live life real fast
We party and bullshit
We do
Wyclef the multi-talented
Average heads can't handle it
I'll bring it to you live
Only if you want it
Me and my guitar go back like the days of the R
Wyclef the multi-talented
Average heads can't handle it
I'll bring it to you live
Only if you want it
Me and my guitar go back like the days of the R
deacon
I done see the precinct
Father did fed time, missed a lot of my bedtimes
Karl Lagerfeld on that Fendi
Fur by the neckline
I live it up with
Everything be looking creep
I grab the glock under the seat
Bronem tryna do a drill i cock it back we finna see
With my life im tryna see how old im
could live like the rest
But life and death is either or
No one will save me now
I am all by myself
Will you just come around?
Don't need anybody else
now the drive home's all I look to
You said we'd live on for years
But no one said that this was death-proof
And as the days are rolling by
A dreadful
no money on these actresses
Plug bout to bring by them packages
Yea I’m back on my shit like a laxative
Swear I can’t beef with these niggas cause they
Let the scorpion be crowned by the night
Let the snakes creep
Let the wolves feed
Let our advent blacken the light
Yea
Yea
Niggas ain't believe that
Aye
I made my own way
Yea
I did what they can't
Or they didn't want do
I shipped da work state to state
By da
men mourning descended
Came from a slave
They fear the sight him
Shadow of men the end survival is slim
Live by the sword die by the sword
Remember
nights
Creep up on the scene, on the scene
I don't do drive byes
I'm a nice guy
(Ha)
Slide by
Think she wanna go, she grab my arm
I like her red eyes
Let's
Myself to stay on my feet
And you know them people they
Just want nigga sleep
Said them ppl in the way
You know them ppl creep
They want a nigga out
Man
dead
Don't test, keep techs by the bed
No stress, free smoke from the spense
Stay up I might, just channel, and write
Critters in sight, get darker
great delight
I creep with great caution while i feed myself
My fangs are red from crimson fluid
I live to fight again
My reign of terror over the land
save me
It creeps in slow, trying to breath
I wouldn't ever burden you to live
Like this
Keeping your hands wrapped around
My neck
To keep me from
America
Ya Get what you give
Ya die how ya live
Ya Perform how ya practice
An you lacks this
Those who betray the sacred art
By the art
Shall be destroyed
and said "what have you done?" and what could I do
A death roll claiming the lives of the dignitaries wives and the children disguised by the reeds
Oh rose
I seek to know
Yeah I sought to find out
Everything I don't know about
Play your cards held by your neck
I'll creep around and ill show you mine
on the brand wanna take me by the hand
Order lewd polaroids
Put 'em on a photo stand
I got a bullet out my fingertip
Kill the game while you watchin' shit
You
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