Lyrics:
of my shoes
They too timid to even make it a single minute
I was molded by the pain
Shit, I'm Bane, I was raised in it
You and me are not the same
I was
Dead of night, silver lining
In my life, everything
Did it twice, grip the mic
What's your vice, everything
Do or die, that's fight or flight
My
She sending messages I don't like all that extra shit
She follow exxess she lovin all that petty shit
But I can't get wit it I stack my bands then
[Repeat: x8]
What they really want
Get ya gun get ya gun did you kill them all
Fuck with (fall to your death death) the niggas with the guns
And ironically, when you do it that way
More people end up saved
I paved my way by scrapin' it
You ain't never seen a nigga
Like me, if you did
I guarantee they was
as we speak
Love love love love
Love
Did Cupid go round do a drive by?
My wig split
Thinking 'bout loving you
Let's be honest
Let's be truthful
did what you told me
I did what you told me
Take me mountain high
Lay inside it, rock my body
And I did what you told me
I did what you told me
Ooo
got that touchdown
Jason got that touchdown
That's my boy
That's my boy
Ladies and gents
I present to you
Homa Gee
Gang
ya like?
Red I flight the night
From L.A. to N.Y.
I'm Harlem bound
You see how bitches tense up, when Scarlett 'round
Niggas get the heart to holla
your man
Somethin' like Kris Parker
My Uzi weigh a ton
Hundred niggas on the track
Then you know I'll be the one
To tell niggas to suck cock
Run and get
back in the day
My rhyming's iron height, defiant flight
Try and bite, like a razor in a candy apple
A taser and a jammy tackle
By a neighbor with
back and pull strings
Yeah yeah
Used to have that fuckin' title by name
Yeah yeah now that's nothin' but some
Fire to my flame, Yeah yeah
You ain't
Products selling out prophet took a shot
Oh my god
Time to praise the lord cuz he did a lot
Take offense to this cuz fuck you and your thoughts
I done had it
callin' him will not prove you wrong
Got my answer, I didn't move on
I didn't get cold feet but what I did get is just lukewarm
Trust
No love, love lost
around music
It's like you can't get a relationship with
I'm still with my first love which is music
You'know'what'I'm'sayin'? For real
The reason I'm here
you 'cause you love my brother like you did
Just promise me you'll tell this story when you make it big
And if I die before your album drop I hope
'cause they comin' out New York
I ain't get a call from you when my mom was in the morgue
Or a nigga needed money, so how the fuck is you my dog?
Got
my heart change 'cause as everyday goes by
I start to realize who my friends are
If your one of them, prove it
Fix up
Couldn't get along today
nightmares Freddy or Jason
Thought she was the one, the way she made my heart race
When we touch tongues, it's like the devil, I can taste
You did what you
This is the story of Liberty
Liberty, liberty, where are you?
I just need a way to connect to you
I'm just trying to get my message through
But
She fucking on me, then she fuck on my bro’s
Then she get out my house, get yo shit, better go
If you raising yo voice, better change up yo tone
I came
minding my business (Huh)
Sitting back, countin my dividends (All of the chicken)
If you get handsy (Shit)
I jus might cut off your digits (Cut off your
the message of equality
Yes I got to get the gat fo sho
Will I have to get the gat? No no
Yes I got to get the gat fo sho
But will have to get the gat, get
Charles to these haters I'm blind
Run up on me you gone meet the 9
I did my work like assignments
Now I am straight like alignments
I am you king like
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