Lyrics:
what the freak
Kick shit like I go for the leap
I split took the fork live my dreams
Lonely road and rolling on E
How the fuck I get by like this
Like
in the grand hall
The Watcher creeps to seek its prey, run and hide to live another day
Exiled, betrayer
Always watching, always waiting,
For the hunt
the current every time it arrives
I hoped it would pass by
But it’s taking a hold of me
We’re taught
Dirty thoughts
Lead to consequences
Put up your
Suffocated by mirrors, stained by dreams
Her honey belly pulls the seams
Curves are stiff upon the hinge
Pale zeros tinge the tiger skin
Moist
Flippin' keys by the tons
Twenty five grand a week, fiends creep
No sleep nor do they eat
Bed around 6 feet deep
More goals to be achieved in
This hip hop
MC live and dies by they flows?
I grew, fought hard for the line I drew in the yard
And all must regard I'm true
'Til I'm through, I push it from my
Tell me why these niggas be hating me when I ride by
Waiting impatiently I'm just tryna get high
I wanna live faithfully but it's hard to get by
In
that old fruit of the vine
It ain't no crime in being alive
It ain't no sin, we're just trying to get by
Lead our lives one day at a time
Hand
in Bedrock, surrounded by rubble
Just a youngin' in trouble
Took a shot and then made it a double
Took a shot and then made it a double
This that food
Early morning in a motel room
Sunshine trying to creep on through
Lost sleep but I found a tune
Stuck inside my head
Cigarettes, a tank of gas
or me, champagne, Hennessy
A favorite of my homies when we floss on our enemies
Witness as we creep to a low speed, peep what a ho need
Puff some mo'
or me, champagne, Hennessy
A favorite of my homies when we floss on our enemies
Witness as we creep to a low speed, peep what a ho need
Puff some mo'
Strip
Run it down the line, Sunset and Vine
Blow a half a zip by the Hollywood sign
Scotty once said "It gets better with time"
Eastside Long Beach but
a light)
20/20 Vision I got perfect sight (I got perfect sight)
I hustle everyday getting my money right (More Money)
Billionaire status tryna live my life
Nirvana started as a live band
(Don't all bands?) we played around
For two years before the
Release of Bleach in June, 1989 at the time
Live shows
Praise up to the most up high
For black up tempos, yo, hardest shit you could come by
Chocolate in the air off the stoop when we would run by
get away clean wit the scene block 17
in my lap, as i creep away in da black catallic
'cause you know i got shit ta do (mutha fucka)
fake id 'cause i
Suffocated by mirrors, stained by dreams
Her honey belly pulls the seams
Curves are still upon the hinge
Pale zeros tinge the tiger skin
Moist
cocked back, but he spit about one time
Slumped out, sun down, and his man coming by
With like two more trucks and they creep from behind
Threw it in
(Shee)
Uh Big Car Big Robe Big Dreams
忍者s Yapping barking show on they esteem (Oo)
忍び Wanna roll wit' me on my team
Wanna live this life wanna live
Lost in the land of wonder, and my fucking sanity
Am I pawn in your game, am I being used
I live confused, just like concussion I might need a new
Suicide
That's your life
Live it twice
If it's right
I can't let nobody know what my weakness like
Creep at night
I can't sleep at night
I just only want
and a gunship
Your engine must turn To kill traitors leadership
Live like a freak!
Leave them with A permanent blood shot
They must feel you're wrath
Like
time, face the music
When it comes time, race
One time for the motherfuckers
Stung by hate
One eye on the money
One eye on the snakes
On the come up
But
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