Lyrics:
In hand, chanting
"Justice for Trayvon" Now Trayvon
Actually went to school
Here at Carol City last year so some
Of these kids actually knew him
in
Jail this is the
Last place this
Is the last place
I want to be you
Gonna be everyday
Seem de same
For me everyday
Seem de same for you
a urban environment
I just been lurkin n searchin bitch im my own person i need you to work by my side
I know you look for a person who keepin shit certain
plate but it did nothing for my appetite
My hunger running deeper i could eat right through the countertop
And if they ask me what I'm chasing I can't
guys
By no surprise we walk around with them nines
Money is all on my mind and you get out of line
And I promise a bullet will fly
I'm on a whole other
Nothing but love for the bandits, far and wide, I've always been an outlaw, on the run from the Pinkertons, we'll be gone by the morning, gonna get my Red
were the last two
Survivors in a scorched world
Dunno how I found you
But you know I'll fight for you girl
Like we were the last two
Survivors in
disguise
I'm yours
Baby you're mine
I'm your superhero
For you I will fight
I'll save your life
I'm your superhero
All day
All night
Kal-el
Kill the enemy of the day
Bleeding, for me
Fight for your life, through the anger and strife, Kill The Enemy of the Day
Bleeding, for me
Take my advice,
I've carried anger in my arms
And now I feel the stress
I really want to live my life
Without wearing a vest
Bullet proof
The words you shoot so
ones
So I collect guns!
So step right through if you're down for the wrong move
Most crews are moved by my twelve gauge boom!
How can I love when I
the bullet and the shrapnel, i can't fight alone in battles
Accept what others defend, that's the road i never traveled
My wings are way too fragile
Your soul
kawasaki
Got my bitch right by my side here
I be sippin' on some sake
cll I care is can she suck it
Waterfall is how I'm slidin'
cnd it can get pretty
bitches!
I love my freak bitches!
Skip the small talk, get right to business
Only one drink then we left the club early
I met her at 12:00, butt naked by
feelin' like I might just leave before I start a fire or a fight
They sayin the six bands are higher for the flight
So I may be a hitman for hire for
(bite)
Bark very little, but I know how to fight (fight)
I know how to chase a cat up in a tree
Man, I'll give y'all niggas the business for fuckin'
light, runnin' rulin' with rigor and vigor
Nobody bigger than me and my nigga Jigga
You fly-by-nights stop chirpin' B
Heavyweights type work to me
For
light, runnin' rulin' with rigor and vigor
Nobody bigger than me and my nigga Jigga
You fly-by-nights stop chirpin' B
Heavyweights type work to me
For
oblivion, missing the clues
Fooled by this white washed tradition
Hey lil' girl, what you cryin' for?
You don't want 'em to laugh at your skin color anymore?
by the bell
You know that sloppy face, that's a crooked occupation
I'm wearing a crooked Ferragamo belt
I'm looking for Tatyana Ali, to get my jockey
last, yeah, it smell like a fart
Yeah, these bullets gon' hit him, I give him a fart
I can take out my stick, or we can hit
But either way, you gon'
to work for every zero
Up in my account
Fight for everything I want
Like its a battleground
I started from the bottom
Came up off the ground
You Acting like
beast
But this one fucked up by a treesh
Ripped up into many pieces cause my heart was on a leash
Made it through the storm
Tryna dodge the bullets
When Johnson boys ride them Jacksons ain't to far behind
Nine milli on my side some bullets For the Other side
I feel I've lost my mind I'm losing Time
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