Lyrics:
arrive when eye arrive
You get this feeling in your prime and eye admit eye need some help
And you can change this by yourself eye know it's felt 'cause it
KushedGod, bitch, the realest
Uh huh, Pete Rock, Smoke DZA
Right, soul brother number uno
Let's get it, homie and you know
Right let's go, DZA
In a perfect
but I feel hopeless damn
Can't cope with bein' broke, I'm a man, c'mon
Son, don't let these streets, get the best of you
I will be right by your side,
Baked like a bean by canal I'm strolling
Lost my heart
Don't know where my home is
Ay
Been doing my music
In hopes that i grow it
I'm on a mission its
don't beat me up is on my birthday.
BRIAN
Oh shut up.
BEN
Well, your type makes me sick! You come in here, you get treated like
Royalty, and everyone
some boy in the hood, become so fly?
Standing there, inside her mind, let the chance pass by
Back of her mind, "He could change your life"
What
of the blues
And there's nothing wrong with the
Look that's in her eyes
I had to learn the hard way, I
Had to let her pass by, let her pass by
Wind in
Party people, your dreams have now been fulfilled (word)
Get your ass up, and let's get ill
That's right, y'all, we more than rough, we callin'
try to diss, your butt is on a meat hook
Want some of me? You're on a mission
Bad move, you end up missin
Let's get it straight for the '89 tip
let's have a séance in the graveyard
Then pull a drive-by on
A mothafuckin' gay bar
Thirteen is my fucking lucky number
No sleep, no slumber
'I Know What
mama got a glass eye with the fish in it
(Your mama got a glass eye with the fish in it)
Your mama got a glass eye with the fish in it
Ya mama, ya
mama got a glass eye with the fish in it
(Your mama got a glass eye with the fish in it)
Your mama got a glass eye with the fish in it
Ya mama, ya
when
You start down that long steep grade
On Monteagle Mountain
I just rolled out of Nashville in
My big rig heading south
My eyes are on fire feels
Like
bite my style, dawg
Mountain Gear, the leader of the time that's sturdy footwear apparel
Worn by your favorite superstars
Get down with the MG,
angst
Words that form themselves in trance
Shut my mind off, let the soliloquies dance
I don't know what to say
When faced with my problems I just hide
gettin' paralyzed
I don't want to hear no alibi's, don't apologize
ER-ERM-ERM, I 'll put the highs' in your eyes!
The bass in your face, like you ditch
found you in pain
Broken man
Waiting to be fixed by me
Waiting for my healing
Are you my dream man?
Your hair, long to make me touch it
Those eyes
what, what, you know I’m gon’ get it
What, all day
The new kid in the biz is beating em off the block
Corner left back like brother, little Ox
In
stupidity
By the way, you gangsters should know
One of your victims was a three-year-old girl
Well, you gang members, you
Still don't get it, do ya?
(With
them by surprise (Boaw)
Up the blick, I'ma shoot it
Look dead in your eyes (In his eyes)
The corner pull up 'cause he
Dead on the ride (On the ride)
Put
a price
Put it all on the lines
Hope you don't roll snake eyes
Pride in your eyes
While you sign dotted lines
You don't know what the price is
But you
keeper, when it's time to ride
I'm my brother's keeper, you ready, let's slide
For the bro-bro, aim it at your temple if you act slow
Live by, die by, bro
eyes and five more hours pass
Look I'll try again tomorrow but for now I'm skipping class I tell 'em
I need me some Z's
Solo in my dream
Don't you ever
an all seeing eye
CIA and Google maps they're both tied together in a partnership
Lets be real Google is a CIA asset is anyone even surprised by that
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