Lyrics:
like right now
Shout to Jim Jones
Cuz my brother said we had to ball
Never-ending grind on my quest
Like the tribe was called
To really make a change
Man
nigga, we play it raw
We put some holes in that nigga, we playin' golf
Want you to know it's me nigga, my mask off
Cut out his tongue put that bitch in
destroyed
Im feeling this void so i sell while employed
It aint ever enough fighting my own impression
One is dead one in a hole one in question
Lost
nigga, talk is cheap
Remember, the bullet holes in my son's car seat
My baby momma found four shells
I ain't get one keep your head up
All I got was
The chair in my room is facing the wall
I can't make it turn the other way
But I can move my head much better now
So I know what I'll see when I
by people
People with guns
Oh yeah
Put out the fire
Put out the fire
You need a gun like a hole in the head
Put out the fire
Put out the fire
Put out
And walk along the pier
Then I slip and hit my head
Now's the time to fear
I see the surface, see the rocks
See my past fly swiftly by
I feel the water in
at night
I keep it loaded by the bed
Can't stay sober
Rather end up fuckin dead
You hear voices in your head
I hear screams in my head
Imma brain dead zombie
pullin that stuff
Why she ask for a purse
Wouldn't even hand in her piss in a cup
Sorry I'm forward
It's just the devil in me
Voice in my head trynna
I'm still stoned
Got my weed plants taller than your telephone's corner
I can remember when I could only get sess in those days
Now I'm rocking that
In my heart it is everything
In my head it is nothing
In reality, I'm not
In reality, I'm not
In my heart it is everything
In my head it is nothing
keep you whole
You walking round in a shell looking for a soul
I see you fell down the rabbit hole
Fallin'
I can't get up
Help me up
Help me out
I'm
holes in my shoes
I guess I know what they mean by cold city blues
Ken bagged the stores
Tryin' to get money the best way I know how
How? Me and my
spiritual baths
Trying to get my shit right
While the voices in my head laugh
Can't continue to dwell on the past
Flip a coin better make it last
my faith in whores
Never let my information leak through my forewall
They say I'm all to sick cause I screen my calls
No matter if I'm in
than my hair
Look so good when I walk by
I know you want me that's no lie
I got champagne running through these veins
I'm flying high in my private plane
a shell
Clouded thoughts, a blunt moving
Faster, stress put in inhale
Banging on my cell,
I see the light then I see the faith
Living for a moment that
I
'Do Not Cross', they found his corpse
in the loft with the head cut off, and butt naked
Homicide the crime Method, add another
killer verse
Thank God I can walk on these feet Hands up in the sky
Most high ima reach
Hands up in the sky
Most high ima reach
I lead by example my design is
the pain by downing gin
Which worked until gangrene set in
Oh Doctor, my fate's looking grim
But can't you please restore my limbs?
I'm sorry, son, you came
what's Happenin
N.O. what's going on
I'm a Hold It Down for you like in my Soldier Song.
Beats By The Pound yeah we back again. Overdose Medicine Men
what's Happenin
N.O. what's going on
I'm a Hold It Down for you like in my Soldier Song.
Beats By The Pound yeah we back again. Overdose Medicine Men
what's Happenin
N.O. what's going on
I'm a Hold It Down for you like in my Soldier Song.
Beats By The Pound yeah we back again. Overdose Medicine Men
what's Happenin
N.O. what's going on
I'm a Hold It Down for you like in my Soldier Song.
Beats By The Pound yeah we back again. Overdose Medicine Men
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