Lyrics:
a hundred on the dash
If the police run up on me I ain't stopping for their ass
Boy you know my L's dirty if they stop me I'm goin to jail surely
I'll be
It's like the same difference cept when niggaz get arraigned
They don't want the same sentence, niggaz get to snitchin'
If I could reverse the monsters
get you wet up
By a, hating ass nigga who wasn’t raised to know no better
Sad part about it, could be one of your homies that’s mad cuz you looking
this line, "Damn, him already?
Such a good kid," got us pouring Henn' already
Liquor to the curb for my, niggas up above
When it, cracks through
Brothers from the mud, the same nigga
We wasn't raised different
From the same trenches, Fuck the same bitches
We over came all of the bullshit
I'm
I wait for life to ponder me, rapping my shit till it's hard to breathe
Lost my mind. It's wandering in search of another song to sing
If only God
him off
Lord knows I'll sin again but i still trust the cross
Pick up my brother if he ever down you know that shit is law
I done got snaked more than
a minute, man I'm fallin
These demons they got cell phones and lately they been callin
And lately I been listenin
Lord, does it really matter if I'm Muslim
Yeah
Yeah
Just like bums, we used to stay
In the slums of LA, by the way
Gang-bangers killin' each other for reps
Sellin' rock cocaine on my
the same thing for you (Talk to Him)
The Lord has spared me from a lot of different things man (Listen)
Remember it like it was yesterday had to get up out
increased survival of the uninvolved in prediction, by knowing that in the end you will succeed
they're all going to fall apart
By one way or another, it
See I got talent with a vision but the people don't know
It takes a lot of hard work for your TV to show
And I been sitting on my asphalt
Turning into
She pulls my man around by her apron strings
And if it wasn't for powder and her store-bought hair
Oh, that man of mine wouldn't go nowhere
I got
and take my own life,
I'd do it if I wasn't afraid, that I would live.
So fuck slitting my wrists, 'cause if I was down enough to take the bid, I would use
finish my lessons (For by grace
You have been saved through faith)
(And it's not your own doing
It's a gift of God)
I was driving on a bridge in my truck
forget it
Momma I'm sorry they don't know shit
Fuck 'em all they supposed to be family
Look out for each other like sisters and brothers
They wishin' bad
by the bishop's knee,
"Five hundred white stots I'll give you if you give Hughie Graeme to me."
"Hold your tongue, my noble lord, and as of your
before
Goes great for about a month
And then I let em go
For me it's different bro
I don't even know why I try and hold on
If he ain't saved then I ain't
the Will.I.Am of rap
But I don't have to get punched in the eye
For you to know that this ain't wack
Cause you're wack, now that's a fact
If Mythbusters wasn't
We not playin' out here, it's for real. We livin' out here for life, we tryna to get it
Ain't nobody finna take our life
I keep my young homies out
Lord protect my mum
Lord protect my sisters
Lord protect my brothers
Lord protect my aunties
Lord protect my uncles
Lord protect my friends
that the lord and my angels watch over me
Call my friends brothers but that's if you close to me
You ain't my bro then you damn near a roach to me
alright)
If tomorrow is Judgement Day (Sing Mommy)
And I'm standing on the front line,
And the Lord asks me what I did with my life,
I will say, I spent it
a god, let me be strong
I'ma vote for you
Oh, I'ma vote for you
I came from the sticks, we called it the crick
Surrounded by rednecks, I still wanted
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