Lyrics:
So many shows, good to be back in the studio
Shakin' the dust off
I got so much, so much fuckin' shit inside me
I gotta get out
Yo
It's kind
Yo, We at war
We at war with terrorism, racism but most of all we at war with ourselves
(Jesus Walks)
God show me the way because the Devil trying
Go, go, go, go go, go, go, shawty
It's your birthday
We gon' party like it's yo birthday
We gon' sip Bacardi like it's your birthday
And you know
Yo, We at war
We at war with terrorism, racism but most of all we at war with ourselves
(Jesus Walks)
God show me the way because the Devil trying
runnin up yo house regulatin
Do or die, down for the scrilla, we cheddar chasin
Momma gave birth to a killa, premeditatin
????, ready to resurrect my thug
goin trip tonight, that's on the real
here comes ? Locc in a Cadillac Seville
with the top dropped back, full of skirts, lets handle business
time to get
disco, cisco
Drinkin' dead bodies, stinkin' nervous twitch
Eye blink
I stabbed her 26 times with my dagger Jiggy Skwagger style
I gave a smile
Rigamortis
Snowgoons on the beat viro with the speech
Jersey to Germany yo
Catch me in the corner not speaking
First heard Ghost say it
Lord knows that's how I
fall back man
Candy ass niggas, ayo check it out
Yo, if I ain't have a mic I'll
Be flyin' kites from a cell
Respect me like I'mma Al-Qaeda
Leader in
Yeah, darkness deepens everyday
We gonna speak upon it
The world is full of corruption
We're just holding on, yeah
It's the opening to Heaven's gate
to rappers on the daily
A lot of artist with advances don't advance and make it
So we did it by our lonely, ain't a chance you'd take it
This is the future
my players in the streets who keep they dust on the double
We rock the same colors every time we step out
You might as well face the fact my whole crew
making moves cross the map
While u hating
Catch me on yo couch while your bitch make me bacon
Ya im cloud 9
But my mind's in the basement
Fuck 12,
15
circles had to get severed
Bacc against the wall, the grams is getting measured
Street pharmacist, The fiends is getting pleasured
By any means the teams
you want to fling rock
Well, I'll be cruising by, you'll never see a smoother guy
Niggas getting smoked just like the Buddha tye
I'm rocking well like
Hi-five
Handshake
Landslide
Handbrake
Most times when I sing I just be flatter than a pancake
So I stick to this mono shit
Monochromatic
If bad luck
then all of y'all will listen
Cuz one day i'll be a star probably end up goin missin
But jus see me at the after party wit yo favorite rapper
Cuz u
Grrt
Ready
Yo
Y'all Ready
I don't know how I survived
Just know ima ride or die
I been through Some shit in my life
But it's never stopping
and she’s winning
But yo I gotta catch this flight
To a concrete jungle from this exotic paradise
If time with love is what I’m gonna have to sacrifice
So be
me traumatized
When I looked at yo mama I seen that pain up in her eyes
Why I lost my niggas why they ain't here by my side
I got murder on my mind I
inside of an uncomfortable position
By the first of the month they gon be digging up your flesh and bone
I'm so valid never seek validation no matter
own Lane
I don't hang with nobody but my own gang
Fuck a friend fuck a homie on that phony shit
I rather kick it by my lonely on some money shit
No
an I billy jean
(Aye, yea I Billy Jean)
Can't stay stuck cuz I got enemies
An Ik niggahs wana see da end ah me
You should know Ima get it by any means
I turn my sorrow to sadness, my excitement to gladness
Time keeps on slipping by, distorting my mind as I descent into madness
Sipping champagne
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