Lyrics:
afternoon
And she turns to me with her hand extended
Her palm is split with a flower with a flame
Solitude stands in the doorway
And I'm struck once
[Dialogue 1]
Steven: Yo, is that Will Chen over there? Ay, Will!
Caleb: Nah, man, he go by Da Chen now.
Steven: Da Chen? What’s that even mean?
mass appeal
My head is spinning round and round like a spinning wheel
What, what goes around comes around
Through the boomerang
Black never crack,
baby blow it like soup
I'm so hot I get paid to be cool
You not from my set then get out my section
Fuck your birthday, my presence is a present
allowed you cowards to live]
Yo, It's cool G. Rap, Chino XL son you know who this is...
[We allowed you cowards to live]
We allowed you cowards to live
just how it go
Bitch, I'm trapped out, man, I got them by the Loads
And my niggas countin' dollars, plus we countin' souls
You know what it is, you know
slow and I wait
But I be dead cause it's probably too late
Was betrayed by my friend and I feel like
I'm and every too scary to tame to love with
a lot of money
Cut the middle man
This is still my life
To them it’s still a game
But they watch you play by play
Then try to steal your game, ha
And that
to the wind
Closer to the flame
Can't save me from myself
Cause it's too late now
It's getting hot in here
Yeah yeah yeah we cool
Are we cool
Playing with fire
I'm not like you
I just tell the truth
You act like a fool
I take it smooth
Man these drugs ain't cool
But I'm smoking two spliff before the booth
when he croaks
They sayin', isn't it, is it the negro that did it?
'Cause wreck with the tech, make you jump and say 'ribbit'
I exhibit many forms,
is tough
She break you by mid day she was probably lunch
Thinking cap sharp nigga kung lao
New flava for you chickens nigga kung pao
Einstein with
don't know
It ain't bout money nigga I don't go
Shoot him in his head now he's John Doe
Nine on me, Rondo
I turned a fuckin' quarter
Ounce into a condo
I
Choke you man, rabid wolverine hold
My habit is like gold member
Control you with my odd scepter
New Lord and savior
Rapping eating a starburst, reds
change all the change
In my bank if I show this flame live
What if it's a lie, and I combust on stage
Man you must blaze
THATS FIRE
I proceeded with
love my set
Niggas think they a thug, then thug to death (uh-huh)
'Cause the P gon' squeeze 'til no slugs is left (what)
You know I'm good with
love my set
Niggas think they a thug, then thug to death (uh-huh)
'Cause the P gon' squeeze 'til no slugs is left (what)
You know I'm good with
Comes the hellfire God
Out from the flame
A man with no name
Out from the dark
Comes the hellfire God
When worst comes to worse, is it better with a gift
to be is free
So I do that shit by any means
To an end
Oh, you done? Oh that's cool
Want your friend, okay friends
I'm with Laj, I'm with Kenz
Tryna
know that I'm cool with the reaper
If she f**k me right, on the gang, I might keep her
If she do me foul, it ain't s**t to delete her
I just be poppin'
Yo, Dre! (Dre! Dre! Dre!)
It was once said by a man who couldn't quit
Dope man please, can I have another hit?
The dope man said "Cluck, I don't
the
Side of your head (you tell him)
Man get tet to the side for the bad boy ting
I'm Novelist
Tell em my words don't get it twisted
Rude boy you would get
better luck getting up on Sunday
So take my advice and sleep in
Or get ate by the guys that we bring
Like a date with your wife is a deep thing
So the hate
(Spice 1)
dear lord, could you please tell Lucifer
turn the heat down, feelin the flames of hell
underneath my feet now, the block is hot
I hear
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