Lyrics:
that's just too much for them I can see that your suffering
People get it wrong in their heads led to believe hate can't love again
So lately i've been
Be on 54th, whole clique backing me
All that click clackery takes your wrist wrappery
I ain't no rapper, b, I skeet oozies
And I can't act, turned
Beggars can't be choosers so i choose not to beg
Beat the puzzle 'fore the problems stacked up to my neck
Tried to drown my demons but they get back
depression?
I know the fans will hear the rumors
I can't stand it so, I just had to tell the
Truth of how it happened
The game turns people into enemies like
[Verse 1: Jim Jones]
BALLLLLIN'
Peace blood, peace almighty (peace blood)
We all thugs and we run the streets nightly (eastsiiide)
And get my lawyer, why
Jones (cappo)
Besides I put money on your skull and bones
And keep it low watch what you say up on those fucking phones
Be quiet
Touchdown
And get ya
'm hitting hard, oh word, I'm gon rock it
Once the shit drops, that's dough to the pocket
I cut hand, you still can't get no cards
You couldn't deal with
at Cirque-du-Soleil
The whip fast and loud i feel like Indiana jones
My mom from Gary Indiana call her Indiana jones
Get the bag from the past I feel like Indiana jones
THE STONES AND JONES 'CAN'T GET NO SATISFACTION' WAS THE NEXT SONG THAT SHE PLAYED I PUSHED B11: 'HE STOPPED LOVING HER TODAY' BEFORE THE NIGHT WAS OVER
Respect Up)
(Cause Een Body Can Get It !)
I'm Back On My Bullshit
They said I can't rap that's cap
I'm Dog on the beat but Never been A Bitch
No Cold
the city on fire and you seen that shit
Yeah you'll never get on my level
No need to go get a ladder
You better run when I come
Like a pitcher that hit
to insane, I rain firewater
Tape recorder, can't be saved by a court order
I got my sword cross your throat you joke
We on the run with the golden guns, get
a monster)
I can't address all the issues I'm dealin' with
I'm goin' bonkers (goin' brazy)
You not meetin' up to my criteria
I'm not responsive (I'm not
the bill folks
Instead they takin bull folds, to me that's kinda bummie
Get a job, get a hustle, get your own money
I can't trust nobody, nobody
I can't
from here?
No, ah.. which one is it?
(burp) excuse me. It's the one by the airport... you know... cause we gotta get up early an'.. fly outta here in
Poh me anutha
Poh me anutha
Poh me anutha drank
My pocket is full of bank
You want me to stop I can't
It's sho hot in this place I think I
gone
Tearin' down the 'jects creatin' plush homes
My circumstance is between Cabrini and Love Jones
Surrounded by hate, yet I love home
Ask my guy
happen!)
Yo Busta Bus, do you hear Violator faxin? (mad faxin)
Eighty G's for one show (eighty G's yo) that's satisfaction (satisfaction)
Now which emcee
if you want to go
I think you want to go
So come on lets go
Well Mr. Jones I appreciate it
But I work in the morning
And I can’t be wasted
Oh girl you
Had them shipments coming in just like a convoy
Trying to turn this Hilfiger into Tom Ford
Ever since I dropped I'm ill I been on the top floor
country
Now I can't wait for one of these niggas to come try me
I'm waiting in the line, don't need no pussy ride by me
On the way to riches, I
no punk, I'll 2 Step on yo' chin
I see some brahs (I see some brahs)
2 Stepping by they lonesome (by they lonesome)
These square suckers they acting
no punk, I'll 2 Step on yo' chin
I see some brahs (I see some brahs)
2 Stepping by they lonesome (by they lonesome)
These square suckers they acting
the dark abyss I'ma hit you wit dis
If you can't swizzim then ya bound to drizzown
Passing out life jackets bout to go didown
Get down with the captain
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