Lyrics:
in my soles prolly
From walking in circles like a rehearsal that'll never end, on a price that I never spent, cause of Christ that was rose again
Came
Well hey, hey Mr. Policeman
Bet I can drive faster 'n you can
C'mon hoss lets have some fun
Go on shoot me with a radar gun
You look bored and I sure
guns, I can't run out
Slip on his block for so long, now the sun out
Got rich, turn my apartments up, I took my chain back to the compund
We go by
of the
Year."
Now I've been asked by all the delegates--and members of the board,
To tell you of the funeral that won me this award.
It was handled with taste
know I keep a pound of trees 'cause I gotta maintain in me
But I'm losin' my mind, tryin' to stay high
Gotta link with my B.N.C.
It's the life of my
& Cardi,...B beefin' with Her Majesty
What happened to Latifah, & unity
Right, U.N.I.T.Y
We calling Kanye, we trying to touch the sky, keep living my best life,
A duffel bag of hope they wanna rob me
Mattered in my soul but i rose thru it rocky
Shattered all the foes and the lows just departed
That's not how
the pranks of all those midnight riders,
Who put down all the straps and spurs and guns
Brush off that roundup dust if now a riding
On Down the road on Harley
N9ne units sold
And whoever you bitch niggas is saying, I'm kicking it in Lee Joes log
Lee Joe'll tell you I'm original, and by the way Lee Joe my dog!
the undercover brother
Leaving pussy bruised n smothered
So I'll call around nine
And I'll slide by
And we can bust it
Like Columbine
Cause baby girl you fine
up the screen to a thousand degrees!
When it comes to degrees
You can actually check mine
Strange is dishing out the best
Rhymes since Tech N9ne!
You
Trying to throw cub with crooked smiles
Take your kindness for weakness yhey foul
New York niggas be lovin how the gun talk POW!
Another
the sounds that were
Made by the body brigade
Made my marrow chill in my bones
So if you're passing
There about midnight
Just keep moving along and
Whistle if
the crotch (crotch)
And we don't give a fuck (fuck) like you don't give a fuck (fuck)
Them hammers'll buck (buck), ashes ashes dust dust
Death toll addin'
show alert the frame. Bash all flags where the mag spin park. Corroded by the volts that jolt the cold vein. Boogie down kits to slip past the guard. Def
our rock'n roll heros
Dead or alive
Chorus:
Out across that night did we sail
Bone against steel against the rail
Boats against the stream
dem life and di street wisdom
Some ah dem chat fi di money, some chat fi pum pum
Some ah chat righteousness but dem ah live by di gun
Well I man ah
high
Gettin by
Livin' life
Like if you won't ever
Die Da da
It's only today
Tomorrows too late
We all on our way
To the star dust
From dust we all came
On n'est pas de la même famille
Shinobi te dit qu'ils veulent tous nous passer au tamis
Oh no, we're in a recession
Shit that was planned by the Bilderberg
the alleys with these ghetto
Guns and erased my funds Watts niggas in Cali take
Bullets to the brains, still rowdy.
Jesus really never died for you
fine by me
Seeing all the shit they cannot see
Hide from the feds it's a hide n seek
All I got to say is Cest La Vie
Run up on the block it's
Muthafuckaz get shot daily -(it's crazy)
Ain't no stoppin
pop pop pop
when will it stop
never not
another Mudvillain
layin dead wit gun shots
n blood clots
Ten toes n da dirt
Tryna get it gone
Im'a grind til my money long
Yella bitch n da skirt
Let me see ha thong
Cus she know anigga money long
Money
[Verse]
Uh
Mic check 1, 2 finna run through
3,4, 5, 6 where they run to?
N****z dip but I drip so the slip
All they n****z pour a fifth
Spit a clip
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