Lyrics:
Yeah Yeah Cassidy and I ain't
In no mutha fucking gang but I'm a mutha
Fucking gangster real rap
I'mma G boy get smoke by P boy
Coke by the key boy
just scream
Give in to me
Give in to me
Give in to me
Give in to me
Give me all your drama
All your little secrets I can keep
Tell me what you're wanting
to perception
Fuck bout a hobby, baby, don't you see the progression
I'm only embodied by a vibe and maybe a message
I'm mortified, really, I see em walkin' like
As I get a little older, I realize life is perspective
And my perspective may differ from yours
I wanna say thank you to everyone that's been down
S-E-T
I told my son that "Whatever the sun touch is yours, little nigga"
I told my daughter "Don't give up your love to a poor little nigga"
I told my
by a woman
That ain't the real me
Still, she managed to to spill
Out a little me
Watched the doctors wipe the blood
From her little feet
And goddamn
Doesn't give a fuck, not one single fuck
She'll fuck you up, she'll bash your mum
She'll melt your pud, she'll shoot you up
Her little cunt has me in love
have met
Who gives me love and a certain respect
Just a little respect, everybody needs just a little respect
That means you...you...
And in
[Bizzy Bone "Chorus in background"]
Turn my vocals up.....turn my vocals up, turn'em, turn'em up, a little more
Turn'em up a little more, turn'em up
your hand and leap across the border
Give a little gas and ride off towards higher ground
Make a piece of heaven near some old forgotten town
And let
and
Leap across the border
Give a little gas and ride
Off towards higher ground
Make a piece of heaven near
Some old forgotten town
And let the world
softly
Then you disagree
Well I stand at heavens gate
Come see me cry
Heavens gate is locked
They will not let me by
And so I walk a little mile
And I give you everything that I call love
From the heavens to the bottom of the sea
Trampolene, I can't believe
Your trampling me
you tell
eyes
When I ride it's a murderous rhythm
And outside became pitch black
A demon glued to my back whispering, "Get 'em"
I got 'em, and I ain't give
an angel
Baby come here, give me those seven sins let me break you in
Start with lust, develop your trust
Addicted to love, whenever in them guts, the soul
from a flask
Little bobby, just a youngin', skating was my hobby
Tryna stay out of trouble, my homie in jail for robbery
Welfare, food stamps,
Do you remember when you were young
When happy tunes and twinkle little star's what we sung
Not that much taller than the kitchen table
When all had
a fuck about looking tough
Or rough
Im anonymous
A vigilant antichrist rebel
Anticop, shot by the fucking devil
Heaven or hell? Im on another level
will leave, I want to leave
For the chilrden of the world
Every single little boy and girl
Heaven plants a special seed
And we must have faith for
And funny things happen to Ida,
When little boys look her way
She's not afraid to say hello
It's just one of her funny days
Give her
my saviour
I get a little itch to cross that line
But I know I got a little piece of heaven by my side
If you give me time
We can Light a little
wrong
There was a kid who never cared about the little things
Don't even bother because I still don't give a shit
And every time she makes a point I'll
called upon by a much higher power
What's important for us all to understand
We're just little pieces in God's big plan so
Hold on when I tell you hold
Heaven sent, every breath, worth every sacrifice
You got to cherish each day, don't let it pass you by
I want to be here for graduations to the diapers
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