Lyrics:
I was born one-three, one-ten, in a world of oppression to a - 26 years old
Momma had to take me to the lectures
22 years young
What a blessing
Man,
I was born one-three, one-ten, in a world of oppression to a nigga 26 years old
Momma had to take me to the lectures
22 years young
What a blessing
I keep a ooter by my side
If he run up then he don't love his life
Loosing niggas lately
I tell my brothers that I love 'em twice
Demons in my sleep
Larr, third least not last
A cool brother by the name of Gas
Phase Brothers made you get loose
They was down with a brother called Cousin Bruce
They
fate, God say be patient for that
Man all I got is my gangster, better not go playing with that
Anything get taken for real, my fault we takin' in back
this for my brother soon to get released
I do this so my family believe in me
And my future kids can look back on what I've achieved
This is real life
world disorder
Get ready for the new, Get ready for the new
A new line of demarcation to redefine new borders
Get ready for the new
Pawns in the chess
you accept the charges, if not hang up
To my cousin Darren Ranch, stay up homie
To my brother Chris Butler, stay up homie
If you locked in the box,
hedgehogs in the front line
Storming the Normandy with my brothers in arms
Though I am not bulletproof
I'm one of the lucky few who
Managed to break through
together
So come on now and get up to it y'all
The incredible, untouchable nigga spittin' venom out his body wit' the dopest flows
And wonder why the line's
a ready to go, he jumps in
His pirogue headed down the bayou
He's got fishin' line strung across the Louisiana River
Got to catch a big fish for us
start bashing
They throwing them grenades just to get them all in line
C.O said ya'll better stay down or I'ma start breaking them spines
They said
a million offa users.
Car and the money the same color of mucous,
Go get it his self they call 'em ghetto Frank Lucas.
Cocaine,
He got it by the boulder,
She did go
She got my jokes
Sit why we win
Go by the sin
Get high, get quick
Get bopping on a stick
Hollywood
Shake by go
Get barking
you" to the people in the building
For helping me build the empire that I'm still building
Diddy said a rapper only gets five years, we doubled that
They sent my brothers up the road
Can't wait till they get home
In the street's i had to lead to
Every night I made it home
Couldn't leave my mom
people pumpin'
Their fist like this
Ya hide in the back
Thinkin' that I might miss
But the R is accurate
Plus I'm packed up with
Educated punch lines
That
people pumpin'
Their fist like this
Ya hide in the back
Thinkin' that I might miss
But the R is accurate
Plus I'm packed up with
Educated punch lines
That
pull up the line graph
The days are goin' by, it's like I'm livin' in time lapse
Been talkin' to Adel like he majored in finance
Shania Twain,
spark the Philly
So I can get my mind off these yellowbacked-
Why they still alive? I don't know, go figure
Meanwhile back in Queens the realness
dirty fake love in his Mercedes
Lady, the word "rape" sums up events that take place every night
You wanna get up but you know your legs will ache if
nigga, I ran up a check
I put my life on the line for my brothers, nigga
I buried them bones in the closet for you, dawg
I don't got niggas
I got brothers
hands in your chest
Runnin' cause I'm a rebel with the ghetto
No fouls just checks, make a brother sweat
Word for y'all to earn my reject
Get it out
expect for no man to support you
Keep it true
'Cause most brothers are raised to decide for the pesos
My woman is independent, makin' dough by the case
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