Lyrics:
keep showin and provin
Play the sideline, waitin for the right time to take mine
Street crime, nickel and dime rhyme
Fuck a peace talk, let the gun
I was born to be a soldier!
[Chorus: x4]
[Fiend]
Bringin bags and weed
Lil Fiend live by the soldiers creed
Of broken no seed in the botton
2021 ain't no motherfucking fun
Suicide is rampant, by overdose or guns
Covid fucked up business, families running outta funds
Bodies of Native
and my dawgs dem loco
Hear dem big guns let go
Leave your skull hollowed
Won't live to see tomorrow
Me and my dawgs dem loco
Loco, loco, loco
The power of God's in you, show 'n prove
(Yeah, this is the power)
The power of God's in you, show 'n prove
(True power, showin' and provin')
what I know, I'm probably doing a life
Fuck these fuck-niggas, we don't run with 'em
Hating bitches man, I'm done with 'em
Live fast and die young nigga
I'm going off like "kill me" I'm still goin' in
God, by all means possible
Give me the faith to live and die for the gospel
Tell 'em bring their guns
a revolver
My sex is a killer
Do you wanna die happy?
Do you wanna die happy?
I let it bang, bang
You've been hit by a smooth criminal
A bad girl
I
Wrong
When the guns Get drawn
When the Snitches inform
Throwing sand in the storm
Fuck the drama I'm gone
Get the commas n
I'm goin In N Out
I'm goin In N
the talk, 'bout all the guns
But no bodies
Bitch look pretty, but some of them gyal deh
Got no bodies
'Bout you bag grams, who’s your rap fans?
Nobodies
Nigga
that's gon' gun for me
No YGs, just a bunch of YOs
That'll aim and hit you right in your Eye-O
Or you living to die, you must want to die slow
By
to my fucking big bro I'm calling him he calling me and that's on a nigga soul
Somebody gotta die for we let the shit go somebody momma gotta cry when
at peace, with the shit that I done
Ain’t got no room for no regret, ‘cause I took losses and won
I be living by that sword, but you could die by the gun
I
rose up and broke their silence
And assembled on the shores
Of the closest island
With their folk beside them
And a rogue defiance
Went 2 by 2 and awoke
your own alphabet with all them G's
Open up a hundred doors with all them keys
Yeah we live for them coupes but we dyin' by the gun
Missed his court
live by, ways I kiss by
We all murderers in the eyes of all ours
So when I pull a bubble up and back in your car
When I spit sixteen's you gonna wish
without love we want prevail
Without love we surely fail
Without love there is no revile
Let's come together you and I
Pray for freedom, pray for live
Let's
you
You're hugging and kissing
And your crying that you all alone
Live by the gun
Die by the gun
But at the end of the line
That's how the west was one
I don't give a fuck whether I live or die
I'm a paint this world a portrait of my mind
Show 'em, if they deny it blow 'em
Past me the iron let
The meaning of the life has been lost in the wind
And some people thinkin' that the end is close by
"Stead of learnin' to live they are learning to die.
Let
(tryin' to live)
Can't get a break down here (can't seem to get a break down here)
Another black man killed by police again
Another child with a father
Westside Connection Ice Cube W.C. and Mack 10
Nigga y'all know the Westside is Bout It Bout It
It¹s the I N G L E here to trouble you, W double-oh
here's your moment of Zen
Let's foment a plan
Hop up in the whip and do some donuts again
Yeah I live in Portland we eat pickled donuts son
Get up in her
Die motherfuckers die - Scarface
AOTP shit nigga die, die, die
Die motherfuckers die - Scarface
Top Gun of this rap shit
Cock guns to blast shit
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