Lyrics:
weed
Now the little baby's crazed raised off Hennessy
Tell me, will my enemies flee when they see me?
Believe me, even thugs gotta learn to take it
her on a flight
I don't understand nothin' but them dollar signs
My side chick got pregnant by her main dude and I'm offended
I called, she ain't
put E before the D, 'cause that's all you on
You on Pac's dick (bitch), you a replica, guy
If he was still alive, you would never get by (for real)
I STAND WITH ISRAEL
Words and Music by John Ford Coley & Justin Peters
Hebrew Reading: Genesis 12:1-3
I stand with Israel
G-d's blessed and holy
you became a butterfly, a butterfly
I knew you always would
'Cause they were throwing sticks and stones
But words could never break your bones
You
the police, 'cause they shot on my niggas (Ratatata, Fuck 12)
Bitch I ride with my Glock for my enemies
Niggas fuck her girl, they got bitch nigga tendencies
I
Up by they bootstraps but still got they handout
Wanted a piece of the pie enemies love to divide
Seeing the hate in their eyes
Put in the legwork
Shawty running from me
I might start stepping on em
Just for anything
Get it by any means
Pray for my enemies
Woah
Pray for my enemies
If it ain't bout
nigga well pay you
If you ain’t down wit dat they studying ways 2 play you
Calling foreign Gods from books ya enemy gave you
Y’all Hebrews Moors
you better go get an umbrella
Or get soaked with bands
Said she can't twerk for the gram but she went and made 1.2 on her OnlyFanz
Black Air Force with
The song of salvation until my larynx gone
Never rigid in resurrection was
Never set in stone
Plagiarist proof endeavors embedded
This alone the subject
Driving in the hidden hills, get out ya feels boy
Passin by opry mills, inside the 'Ville boy
Milestones get a mill, then get a billion
My hooks all
Nigga it's over
I was gone blow 12th grade when I told ya
Vvs stones 20k for a choker
Like my pics on the gram imma poke her
They ain't gone slide
a stone
To you my dear
* : Haitian Creole Word
*(1) My Mrs
*(2) i know
*(3) what quality you are
*(4) you never changed
*(5) you are always there by my
'em stones and sticks (3+4)
sieben, acht, neun (ah ah)
Baby you so damn fine (hot damn)
10, 11, 12 (the Hell)
Show me your baddest self
Cos baby
the blade
A face made of stone will remain
Who will remember the love that we made
And hand writes a word and the word is genocide
Kill not your enemy
Love
the wicked and the enemies dem go astray
But nobody contest we, my brother make you try abi you done smoke weed ey
So take a look around and tell me what you
of hatred, jealousy, envy,
Liars, the fakes, the funerals, the wakes,
The life we live, you give, it takes,
The stones we cast, the future, the past,
weed
Now the little baby's crazed raised off Hennessy
Tell me, will my enemies flee when they see me?
Believe me, even thugs gotta learn to take it
carried by 12 golden finches
Jamie jumped the Grand Canyon, and he missed
He missed by inches
Iron bars and flying cars, certificate proves that you own
to pass by
Lookin at the hourglass, I
See how fast time fly
I keep a strong will to live
I be a old man with a lotta game to give
I'll make the kids do
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
sand and stone
Excavating layer by layer
The unwritten guidelines within earth
Diplomatic immunity versus civil revolt
Change of power
Governments
revolve around everything you got
From outta nowhere, prepare, you be blinded by the glare
I told you not to stare, now you're turned into stone
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