Lyrics:
famine
The pale horse is given the force
Die by the sword, sickness and plagues
Souls that are in slain
Testimony maintained
The sun a black snake
on by poverty, got lives that scarred
Single mother selling her body, nigga times are hard
Wheres the Lord when I need a blessing
Devil's be after me
When in Rome I did it too I wanted to be them not like you
Still feel alone they're doing it too Living pretend to be approved
Wish I had known
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ain't feeling your style, when she lovin' my vibe
So please don't kill my vibe
Hat down low, can't see my eyes
All black tint on that Maserati, can't
I learned to make 'em run like the R+everend
But I never had a 9 milli or a mac 11
I was enticed by the G life
When I met them boys from the east
paint, I ain't a chauvanist,
I like taking long walks by the beach and tasting clouds outside of my reach
As I walk amongst you, you don't need to know
flash your hips and I'm going by
I think somebody put sex in the wine
Cause I'm going down
I'm hangin' in
I'm headed under, yeah
Take my car,
It's universal down on this planet we won't ever leave
Did you know I really hate to say this, but you and I
I never thought we'd make it
This galaxy
keep on living our lives
With stupidity
As if we've got something to lose
So much selfish tranquility
Just for the sake
Of trying nothing new
And I
myself from getting angry
I sometimes wish I had a gun so I could go kill everyone
I'm sick of being pushed around and living in a world of fear
Pain from a rap cat
Man you didn't know that
Three AM, man, we bumping Bobby Womack
My homie keep all his bullets hollow
That's why I smell like
Love is not the answer to everything
Ask the ice-cream van driver down on Madison
He's getting tipped by fathers on weekends
But can't afford no Pipe
Dead on the floor
We know what they say
About living that way
But we choose not to remember
And it’s hotter than hell
At three a.m.
People come from
nowhere to crash and sleep
Living out of hotels
Abandoned by my family tree
Used to sleep on Jonesy's sofa
With O's of yola
Ups and downs, life's been
But we know you're still moist, bitch
Beef I'd rather avoid it, it's pointless
But I've been poisoned
By the manor I've been living in
Man are
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