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up dead in the lake with ya face down
We come a long, long way from the salad days
Off some sixties shit juking to the hit parade
You catch me bumping
The act of makin love...is...
[REFRAIN]
pink cookies in a plastic bag, gettin crushed by buildings
pink cookies in a plastic bag, gettin crushed by
the wind
Blowing in the wind
Blowing in the wind
Yes it up to you and me
So nothing here comes easily
Nothing here comes free
Said You hafi know not just
On my way out from hittin'
This honey from last night,
I had to blast right, she was lookin'
Nasty in the sunlight.
Cruisin' down centrum in
gettin' by
Wouldn't even be taking this shit if DeShaun didn't die
Oh yeah, there's an excuse, you lose Proof so you use
There's new rules, it's cool if
a father in your life... I want you to stand up and sing this part right here)(Hey)
Tell em!
[Bridge:]
Ain't nothing gonna break me down (Yes sir)
Argue in the morning but we linking by the evening
Crazy how I think that It just adds a little seasoning
Like to see me mad I know it really just
denying it
I'm tryna rise my rank in the world, towered by many men
They could buck and roar all they want, I went like 0-10
It don't make a difference when
dirty town, look how I clean up
I came from that dirty town, look how I clean up
Lit, lit, like Jeeper's Creepers, wild boy in a wife beater
Hoppin'
Trump gave us re-up money
He was makin' y'all laugh too, I'm just remindin' you
He was out here callin' the coronavirus the China flu (it comes from
love for us Gs
Mama's waiting in line, in hours for the government cheese
Christmas trees had 'empty, man that shit ain't too cool
Prolly get two
re di alafe
And in the background go tshameka Here We Stand Morafe
Now we’re hungry everybody is eating from one plate
Go jewa tlhakwana eating moro ka
heartless to a beat
Who dropping bags off just to pick em back up
Come over here where we keep them king sized stuff
It ain't the bluff don't come round
and overdose by accident
Rapping bout that tough shit, because you thought it was cool
Lil bitch ass boy shoulda stayed yo in school
Cause it's real in
and 'Pac, Greg Nice
You're looking at me through the window
Asu, set it off with you nigga
Come up in here with me y'all
(Set it off nigga, for the
Niggas in
a lot but still dropping them jewels
Talk tough on the internet trynna be cool
But niggas will tell like Tekashi will do
I'm in it to win it I'm not bout
the house
[T]
This goes out to my man Tamere
He's definitely in here
What's up to my homey cool G Rap and my Brand Nubian brothers
Special shout out
And fuck niggas gonna lose a lot
Knock knock nigga, come feel the drama
If the bed low I'mma stack the crown
Up the contraband in between my gun
Before
come
Got a cool two million hiding
Until that case comes see
Me just a a riding to the bass drum
So if you feel me put ya blunts in the air
And blaze one
living the life, yeh we learning
Change will come, yeh I see it
Whole new season
In the stu we cook no season
So gimme a reason
To stop, I ain't stopping
go
Well, here you go, I'm off and on the road So bust it up, I'll be flowin
Bustin' the vocals out of my grill and kickin' the rhymes like Hele
by the rules (what?)
Leave his ass in a pool (damn), of his own damn blood
It's the type of shit that don't make the news (boom, boom)
See, now you
Where the men in their Mercedes
Come nightly to employ
In the cool San Diego evening
The services of the border boys
He grew up near the Zona Norte
Protect this country from intruders
Who wanna come thru
Rape
Pillage
And pollute us
And loot us
Of everything the good people built here
I like to thank
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