Lyrics:
Shaw and Samantha
Nelson record their part for Find Your Wings
I feel like rap has a timestamp
On it you could listen
To My Cheri Amor by Stevie
Wonder
peeser, y'all
Rat heads get nothing but cheese, y'all
Or get slapped, put up your dukes
I kick you in your ass with my Nike boots
Some rappers try
till I die
All my friends just dead, so my Uzi by my side
Burnin' up my head, only way I feel alive, huh
Money spent on meds, purple tears when I cry
You
aim at your head, isn't bulletproof, huh
I think he thinks he's invincible (hey)
I intervene like a interlude, blah
I like to hang where the sinners
Well as the days go wandering by
Well I hang my head and let out a sigh
Well I lost the one I love
On a winter's morn
Well as the days fade to night
send a postcard from Da Nang
If I can get onto the roof in time to hang
From the leg of this last chopper
Son of an obese burner perturbed to grow in
Watch out!
I see you on the street and you walk on by
You make me want to hang my head down and cry
If you gave me half a chance you'd see
My
That we friends and we can hang until we dead
Heard you hangin by yo halo that's a choice
And I can hear the milk and honey in your voice
And won't you
When you gotta good friend
Let her stay right by your side
When you gotta good friend
Let her stay right by your side
Give all your spare time to her
throughout the game and now I'm shooting Shit like Steph
He said all u feel is mental pressure ripping through your flesh
Don't forget to hold your head
Don't involve my name with no mix-up
Pole on my waist, got my 'ting tucked
Have your mum putting flower by
Your grave while pouring
That liquor like she
hit
And put a red beam on it
For the Option is Fit
Man, I got a gun to carry off on my hips
Got M-16 man it hangs as hell in the sticks
Leaving niggas
girl forever think I might just change her maiden name
Out in Cali feeling low but music take the pain away
Ive been out in Cali I hang by the coast
comin' like the Gotti boys
Bodies bein' found on Greenleaf
With their fuckin' heads cut off, motherfucker, I'm Dre
So listen to the play-by
comin' like the Gotti boys
Bodies bein' found on Greenleaf
With their fuckin' heads cut off, motherfucker, I'm Dre
So listen to the play-by
hard and pushin weight by the sound
You hit the I-10 and head west or we'll test
Cause down in Twats, fuck the cops, killas packin glocks
Lo
hard and pushin weight by the sound
You hit the I-10 and head west or we'll test
Cause down in Twats, fuck the cops, killas packin glocks
Lo
shocked
We got legends by the dozen so just take your time
Bout to get groupies by the millions who be super fine
Check this brand new flow that ages like
the time
I can't get you out of my head
Tell me when you gon' slide by my place
Tell me that you love me while I feel your embrace
I can show you right now
Are you blinded by the lights?
Get your head on right
See what you've got in sights?
Get your head on right
How long 'til the sun
Falls out of reach
my fault
After school snack syrup and fo' pieces of bread
Granddaddy why yo' eyes so God damn red?
"Got a real soft ass and a hard-ass head
Better
and pain
Driven by adrenaline
Headlong into carnage they attack
Merciless and brutal take the head off of your neck
Sweat flies while throats are cut
killed all that noise real quick
He grabbed me by my neck and said
"Here's what we'll do. We've got a lotta work here, me and you
The souls of your
you got a rope to hang yourself
I rob for self, from Brooklyn, where else
Fat like a Lexus coupe, I'll rip your troop
Not even Lois Lnae could get
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