Lyrics:
get to the heart
I'd love to see myself as an individual
Live and let live and just stand by my principles
Say it all good because half my country's
I'm takin' back roads all the way back home
Everything I've done, just a little lovely crow
I didn't choose this town, I can't undo it now
I tried
woman and man
God bless the God, lay these Streets wall to wall
It go, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Yo, you got popped like a flick by that rivalry clique
It
someone
Except perhaps a certain someone
Except perhaps a certain someone
Just to be shown another way out
You're too twisted by half but that's far
know me
So please vote for me
Toby one knoby
You are the biggest bitch
But you just lost half your ovarys
So you just lost what you couldn't bring
Half-leg DiDi, try to swap drug for TV's
Stores run out of baking soda from BK to QB
My niggaz die for the cause, .45 on the drawer
City laws made by Big,
Can't tell me nothing
When they all look the same
Been this way
Since Auntie Shirley
Called me Noonie Pa Nay
Before you met me prolly knew me by name
If
But if the moon travels side by side
With the planet that were planted on
I could waste away half my days
Wondering where we went wrong
And if we spent
there?
Why it's dark as a dungeon way up in the air
There'll be no one to greet you when you get back home
No hammer or sickle you'll be all on your own.
pray that You bring our loved ones home, immediate release
Visitation at the prison, on the list, I'm rockin' bling
Name rang, they know my face, it
diet oh
Monica, come home to me, yea come home to me my dear
Make a little money, leave a little on the dresser
Make a little money, leave a little
turn
The brother with a fade, half-moon, and long sideburns
Nice, dope, and keep the girls scoping
Say the funky shit and get all the niggas open
So heed
on the block
Ain't have a pops to preach
Man, half these niggas on the block
Ain't have a cot to sleep
Either way these niggas on the block
Seven days a week
Pretty little Sally sat up by the tree trunk
White miniskirt with a Betty Boom bum
She had a ass like Deborah Cox, face like Lauryn
Waist like
Pretty little Sally sat up by the tree trunk
White miniskirt with a Betty Boom bum
She had a ass like Deborah Cox, face like Lauryn
Waist like
Bam Bam, Bronsolino closed Sessions
Queens shit, Chicago
Bitches kissing me the French way
Now suck my son’s dick
He only four, when he twenty he
Danger, tell these babies there's no
Space in the manger anybody get rude
I send for the head top rearranger
Go home and do the math
I'm Jme multiplied by
looking after all of us brothers
And he will help show us the way
It is now time for us all to repent
And god will forgive us for are sins
We are all born
Rel McCoy - Gettting By Feat. Moka Only
(M. Morley /Dan Denton )
Chorus
Hear people saying that's no way to live your life and why
It's my way
Call me Killer Mike the way I'm running they jewels
You ain't whipping in the kitchen you a customer duke
I leave em, bloody and bruised just for
bitch
Trying hit her when I get home
Knowing that she love the dick the way she talk to it
She always talking to it with her tongue
Shawty always going
Imma keep on walkin' by faith it don't look good really don't matter man
Imma goin' keep on - Imma keep on- Imma keep on - Imma keep on - Imma keep
the player $hort
Playing freaks like you is just a sport
I'm coming way too real and I can never be funny
Niggas like me just want your money
Give it up,
to catch a city bus way to the swap
I done growed up, young nigga 18
Mondo let me hold a 9 and that shit there got a beam
Went on a lil mission by myself,
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