Lyrics:
[Featuring Spice 1]
Verse 1 (C BO)
We got the warehouse packed from Lamborginis to Lacs
More ruby an flame pack than metro rap
Got keys
Moski: ""And it all falls down!""
All: ""I've been letting it all fall down by the waste side, by the waste side. Yeah I've been letting it all
RS2!
You never give me your money
You only give me your funny paper
And in the middle of negotiations
You break down
I never give you my
of your organ
Little by little in alphabetical order
Fuck you and muthafuck you and
Muthafuck and muthafuck you
Breaking them down in microscopic figures
My
down-payment for a new house
No matter where you go Mack gone find ya
I'm like a shadow nigga I'm right behind ya
I'll blow out ya brains and won't give ya
a hint of lemongrass
"lemongrass"
Telling me all about your past
I hear you,
"I hear you"
Consume you...
Oooh
Now I lay me down to sleep
I pray the Lord my
the beginning baby can you stay?
My love My love
Take my hand and let’s go run away
Loving every moment that I’m with you
It feels like heaven every time I kiss
I've been feeling low-down lower than ever before
Now i'm on the losing side, love took me for a ride
I saw you framed in light down by
to the bank when you ain't employed
Shout out to my homie Ghost he held me down in prison
Shout out to the family that I've made along my mission
Shout out
I kill a verse cause they be asking me to hop on
I'm making hella deals with these producers, target locked on
They asking me to spice they beat
Kool, you know I've been thinkin'
What do we need to make things
Better in the world today
You know that's a beautiful thought
We need peace, we
Listen
If I get rich I'll still fuck with my broke friends
And by then all my friends won't be broke no
Got my boy who just cooks he don't mix spices
Knockin’ On Heaven’s Door
WRITTEN BY: BOB DYLAN
Mama, take this badge off of me
I can’t use it anymore
It’s gettin’ dark, too dark for me to see
I
Knockin’ On Heaven’s Door
WRITTEN BY: BOB DYLAN
Mama, take this badge off of me
I can’t use it anymore
It’s gettin’ dark, too dark for me to see
I
at competitive prices.
Put a down-payment on your place in heaven,
And buy me another four years, brothers and sisters.
Dance wherever you may be, I am the lord
one to help out
With big guns they surround us
This na by force hunger
After the lockdown
Them still dey plan another knockdown
After all the global
All our governments terrorists
Many living in tenements
Barely making their payments
And your claiming it's heaven sent
Not securing your placement
Moncler's with a handkerchief
No napkin
Ya'll sickening it's maddening I got payments matched for they actions
Not happening
Where they mortgage at?
Gotta
I can't calm down tonight, I'm going fuckin' wild ooooooh
Yeah, these are scary hours I've been a lot of things in my life
But the one role I never
to do me the favor and lick my icing under the table now
But I gotta leave town mr. Nally, just as scary spice was about to go down on me
And don't ask
bad, sold your whole life for the payment
You're so blinded by the fake, better wake up
Think I'm dyin' slow, must be the fake drugs
Bitch I'm wildin',
to be my valentine
(I believe I believe down in my heart)
Heaven chose you (and I'm so thankful) to be my valentine (oh oh..)
(Baby you are the witness)
fallin outa heaven I'm collectin by the box though
cut the circle and then stretch 'em, errrie
sharpen up the edges and sell 'em as horns
to anybody
to heaven and you're still down where they stay
On the top level you ain't made it to the gate
I've already settled and you're still running late
While I wait
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