Lyrics:
You can change the darkness
Into somethin' proud.
But up in the graveyard,
Some things never change.
Now he still lies 'neath the mill fire smoke.
Throw Yo A up, tell my p.o I don't blaze up, pee wee fire the haze up
They prise us, cause old heads recognize the G in him
Black card no limit like p
punch
Juice hang em by a rope clan noose
That switch click my favorite use
Don't make me come pursue you
A mill in cash
I'm trying to run up a mill in
just in case you're misplaced of the gaze of the blaze better Ludda by phrase
Moooove,
BIH GET OUT THE WcY
I come with a scorch that's a force so
Quarter mill I'm tryna spend up on a Richard mill
100 k I think I owe it to my lawyer still
Spilt a cup of activist call it a oil spill
Riding
of a master
You never thought you'd be bodied by a bastard
A bachelor who backspin on breakbeats
Break necks of broke souls who hate me
Hate he? you can't
One hand in the air, if he don't really care
Two hands in the air, if he don't really care
It's like that sometimes, I mean ridiculous
It's like
wedding clothes,
And buried him by the mill,
In the place he said he'd never stay.
All you gotta do, is look around.
You can change the darkness
that day was fire
And that was for the old me
He was just getting by
Music had been his one and only
At least in my mind as I sit back and I rewind
hi-jacked at a drive-thru
It was at the Jack in the
Box that he always drive to
The jacker pulled the gat out his
Jacket and Jack eye's grew
At life you don't
when I wake up in the mornin'
And I ain't got time to worry 'bout your feelings now I'm worth a mill'
Through the fake shit, I stayed down, stayed
the bitches in the back
You suck my dick (Veeh)
I’m the type of nigga
That like fight fire wit fire
Once you get punched by my rival
It’s at least gon be wire
Can't believe in anything that you ain't seeing, I'm not standing far
Bit by bit I take a bite outta life
See life can really be a bitch when you ain't
When I left my long-time darlin'
She was standing in the door
Well, my pa he died and left me, my brother got killed in the war
Well, my pa he died
When I left my long-time darlin'
She was standing in the door
Well, my pa he died and left me, my brother got killed in the war
Well, my pa he died
him well, get him high, he might fuck around and die
I guess you know by now who's number one
Brooklyn, Brooklyn that's where I'm from
(Number one)
had a view worth a mill' but views get for real and
Usually get killed when you ain't here to buy (remember we)
Said there's a fire sale in the Stuy
on a train
Yeah, you thought that he was gutter, so they found him by the drain, surrounded by the grain
You know, they found it in his brain, and bullets in
secrets lie in the border fires
In the humming wires
Hey man, you know you're never coming back
Past the square, past the bridge
Past the mills, past
people on the day of resurrection
And will lead them into the fire
And evil indeed is the place to which they are led
They were pursued by a curse in
When The Bees Are In The Hive - Bill Monroe
(Bryan/Mills)
By the mill stream sits the Miller's pretty daughter
Her cheeks are like the first red
back, you're pissed
Keep running your mouth
I'll run in your house and kidnap your kids
Faith like Evans
I'm a survivor, pricks wanna send but get 187
By
the tracks
Where the viaduct looms
Like a bird of doom as it shifts and cracks
Where the secrets lie in the border fires
In the humming wires, yeah
Hey man,
Rep Big in a horde, like he still on St james
Check it, nigga gon' see why we try
We continue to rep the funk in
The name of the god BI get dressed
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