Lyrics:
Take the bread in c notes
Check the prices here's a quote
Drums n sticks
Nah the bands don't fold
I know you sick
By the way I live
Shit nah
We don't
as well give up your heart
Where does it end?
I got my hands up, what else am supposed to do? (Rest in peace to Mike Brown)
Where does it end? (And all
thinking about where we were then
Helping turtles cross highways, putting birds back in their nests
It doesn't always work out, but it's always worth trying
my own eyes
A little vision of the truth in a world of lies
When it comes to coming off, I like to get my fill
Well, I got the skills
I got
[Fearless Four]
Ahhh... Fearless Four... Well, I'll be back for more...
They're here!
DLB (hu huh hah ha)
Tito (ha hah, ha hah)
Mike see (hey
You can give it all up for a place in the sun
When the postman calls we'll be miles away
On a plane to New York and another day
(Divided by
weed on my bike
Well
Chorus:
Well one of my fuckin' boys
Packed and scope a nigga named Mike
I'm a long way from home and don't see nothin' in sight
I
Cold vicking and sticking up the ones that run the numbers
Or even a bigger score, the lady in the liquor store
Go inside and kick in the door, pull
was gonna drown in tears
Might as well drown in liquor
This smoke like ghosts
I see myself entirely no figure
My paki see my days go
By he said you need
your dignity, and pied the piper
Shot by a sniper, Donal Draper
Split you in half like a piece of paper
Look at all my words just before I lay it
how my life converted
They say that life's a female dog
Well I'm perverted
Go to jail and get murdered
Murder was the case they gave us
Manipulate
pourin'
My dawg, not even home a month yet, and blaze a girl
In the stomach, he robbin' niggaz who pumpin'
Lil' blood got popped, by the group home cat
GG no Gucci
He in hot water jacuzzi
Well I had to serve time for that home invasion
Wanna take this s*** to trial but I hate waitin’
Tell the judge I
they decide
I'm a scumbag
Well I don't mind
Here's where we divide
See things from different sides
Seen in different times
Lived in my own life
Lived
(ya)
Is the Jungle Brothers (yeah)
On a black piece of wax (yeah)
My name is Mike G (uh huh)
On the mix is Sammy B
First in line to kick the rhyme,
[Fearless Four]
Ahhh... Fearless Four... Well, I'll be back for more...
They're here!
DLB (hu huh hah ha)
Tito (ha hah, ha hah)
Mike see (hey
[Fearless Four]
Ahhh... Fearless Four... Well, I'll be back for more...
They're here!
DLB (hu huh hah ha)
Tito (ha hah, ha hah)
Mike see (hey
Got liquor in the club with my shades on, yeah
Saw a bitch with some haze on her, I just wanna put a stain on her
And we always higher than the sky,
(can't walk inside this party)
Shots, shots, shots, yeah, we'll feel 'em in the mornin' (feel 'em in the mornin')
But we gon' start a riot if you don't
to acknowledge
Or you are not aware of
The caliber of discounts
Indicated by the presence of
A heart-shaped object in your community
Hey kid, look at you! Right
found alone isn't alone
But my liquor bottles is empty
So my home is in my home
Liquor bottles empty liquor bottles empty
I been way too stressed out so
I've been called an oxymoron
Because I question which drugs our war's on
Why are there more drug stores than liquor stores you can score
grab your nuts, duke
Cause that's the only way these niggas living in the 9-deuce
More murder by killing and slaying some shit
You fake on the two,
sinkin' Slowly drowning in liquor, I'm still drinkin
Hiding behind music, this my disguise for you Ink spilled on the pad as I cry for you
Ink spilled in
Discuss these liquor in the well by mike cross Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In