Lyrics:
And the blind staggers, I was give up for less, lost and dead
A couple of times struck by lightning, struck by Congress
Struck by friends and kinfolks eell as by
who had lived by the gun,
but all of the bullets of Mexico cannot undo all the work that he's done.
The greedy capiques* have stolen
eighteen years and
the story was widely told
That she could smoke 'em faster than anyone could roll
Her legend finally reached New York that Grove Street
of her eighteen years and the story was widely told
That she could smoke 'em faster than anyone could roll.
Her legend finally reached New York, that
Love is Dead
I'll have a hug instead
I need you now more than I ever did
I thank you now but uh Fuck this shit
I Reminisce when I was just a kid
Up in
em talking
They’ll be dead before they know it if you catch em walking
Jail cells and gunshots giving lockjaw
Why you bound and gagging us by law
a book by how it's bound
Am I lost or am I found
And are you with me
Are you with me now?
Come back from the dead
You've been inside your head for
black
Sittin' back, countin' double digit thousand stacks
Had to re-up, see what's up with my peeps
Toyota Deal-a-Thon had it cheap on the Jeeps
See
Chorus
My third year to adulthood, still a knucklehead
I'm better off dead, huh, that's what my neighbor said
I don't do jack but fightin' lightin' up
And wear it around your neck
The sky it opens up
Don't get swallowed by the flames
What's mine is yours
And yours is mine so take me away
You hear
first row
I do believe I'd like to spend some time after the show
Now them years gone by, the barkeeps pay in cash
And them lovely ladies feed me
What is America built off of?
(Violence and entrepreneurship)
So if you had to tell another six year old
Like yourself what to look out for
after two thousand years they started taking
The babies started being born and living
And they had tails, they had a few reptilian features
They could
and the bad
We'll give all that we have
And we'll build this love from the ground up
Someday we'll wake up
With thousands of pictures
Sixty-five years in
Hustling by the building
Just stacking the money up to the ceilin'
Ain't no penicillin finna hit 'em
When I'm dealing with em ask Yung Berg
Where we go
and you'd hear them singing as you quietly passed by
If you make your way up to Oregon Inlet
just at the turning of the year
Open your eyes as you reach
and gray with age or gone
It's funny how the years slip by I can't help but wonder why
Sometimes it doesn't seem that long
After all these years after all
we say us
'Cause I love you so
And you're all I live for
I'd wait a thousand years
Waiting for you
'Cause I love you so
And you're all I live
niggas wanna see me dead
These niggas wanna see me die
Way too lit, way too
Way too lit, way too loud
Course these niggas wanna see me dead
Death coming
left
I wrote so many songs
Sayin' I should've left
Sayin' I don't belong
Haven't read 'em in so long
Years went by
The fear inside
Was so contrived
And I
The temperature is sixty six degrees
Split that in half come up with two threes
Thirty three years on this earth just for me
Crucified dead and buried foe my sins
me
Niggas always say they Got love for Karter Lee
I tell them niggas man you ain't got no love for me
I look my lady dead in her eyes and
That's
But you can never say you quit
Cause life is living until its dead
For this moment
You never know if you're gonna go to the top
You're just hoping its
your socket
You ever seen a dead body?
I been seeing dead niggas 'fore they was dead by me
Man you don't scare nobody
You don't got no shotty
Shotty, you
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