Lyrics:
Real scary Bloody Mary stale carry
Weight of toss the game on my shoulders Hail Mary
Hands crossed on the prayer as I Hail Mary
And live my teenage
from the start
Their armies fought, then Otho thought, for peace, I'll stop my heart
Hail, the early Roman Caesars whose lives helped us to see
That
set up
United it stand and I rally for the black nation step up
Never you take us for no poppy show
We ready to go
Rosa Parks, Malcolm X flow
By any
gon blind'em like he stevie
If you know you know
Come with me
Hail marys on the field my quarterback be throwing bullets, Kd stay on go
Got a bad lil
(C.W. McCall, Bill Fries, Chip Davis)
Me an' RJ an' the kids was on a camp-out in the mountains, and we had us one'a them you-Drive-'Em Army Jeep
that's how the street raised him
Look in the air, say a prayer (hail Mary) hopin God forgave him
Cop liquor, twist it, tap it twice, pour it
Passes gettin' thrown like Hail Mary's
And they lookin' like Halle Berry's
So so fine, intertwined, but we ain't sippin' wine
We's just chillin', I'm
ya jugular
Projects hold me down, A1 customers
A1 army guns, A1 predators
Pigs yellin' man down, got the law scared of us
Nigga we ain't scared
love you, Mary Jane
I'ma break it down, baby lick you like a swisha
Baby light that shit on fire, Mary Jane I'm poppin' wit' ya
I'm a hot box in
Hail mary from the graves, the Lord is with thee
Bless these thugs (Uuuugh) as we ride (As we ride)
Good side, bad side
[Master P]
Til death do us
daily bread
And forgive us our trespasses as we forgive those who trespass against us and lead us not into temptation
But deliver us from evil
Amen
Hail
brady
The game hate me
It still give em all these Hail marys (Hail mary)
Run quick see
Rap niggas faking like they fuck with me
Pay them for a verse they
Chud Army, man
We the best!
Rich
Famous
And as I stand hand and hand
My caravan got a plan
We stand amongst the sand
If we sink, we got a band
the waistline and I don't even try
I don't need a Duberry or a Westmore course
'Cause my weight's been taken over by the Army Air Force
We're not petite
the waistline and I don't even try
I don't need a Duberry or a Westmore course
'Cos my weight's been taken over by the Army Air Force
We're not petite
country is to be a sound of drum and bass
You close your eyes to look around
Hail Mary, Jesus and Joseph
The great American flag
Is wrapped
Uhh, lately i been gettin bands
We been gettin paper shit been getting wicked
If i really need a pack
Ima go and take it ion pay no ticket
You can't
came in 500 100's all super blunted
She ready, she ready, wet and ready
I got money, I blow that shit
Like Hail Mary I throw that shit
I smoke good like
like white boys
Smokin them white golds before
Them blunts got krunk, chunky asses
Passes gettin thrown like Hail Mary's and
They lookin like Halle Berry
planned out perfect
In case y'all niggaz got to get murdered
A Mastermind
Sleeps at night, real easy
A Mastermind
'Cause everything he does is by
intelligence is on God level
All memories formed in melodies from the 70s
And all hail to all dinners and plates
And all hail to the cartels, and we out
I rose from the ashes, the remains of a time set aside
The warrior of Eden, found by honor, these two words collide
On and on and on, with glory he
you rap niggas been sharing
It's embarrassing, you and me ain't siamese
I won't ever let 'em try to compare us
Raised by Harlem and Wash Heights
My
glow
Nobody taught em to forgive no Mary no apostles
Only only mary jane blowin loud out they nostrils
Criminalized until its legalized by gestapos yeah
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