Lyrics:
Soldiers ride, b.a.m soldiers die b.a.m
By any means
Soldiers end up where they want to be b.a.m
By any means
There's no lie b.a.m keep it tight
or four
I need a two by four
To hit all em wacky people
That's coming to my door
Why in the fuck do you think
No consequences for your actions
Consequences
2day shawty wanna 3 way okay
Strapped can't put the beam away
Let it fly make you fade away
Wrong way down the one way never lie keep it 1k
Never
the money
Rob, murder, cheat, steal, lie for the money
Rob, murder, cheat, steal, lie for the money
Rob, murder, cheat, steal, lie for the money
Rob, murder,
I'm just hella sketched out by people in general man
Like
Fuck
I ain't backing down
Imma put a fight
I got my exes upside down
Change they life in
eight months for a burner? It's going down
Why they selling niggas CD's for under a dime?
And if it's all love, daddy, why you come with your 9?
Why my
eight months for a burner? It's going down
Why they selling niggas CD's for under a dime?
And if it's all love, daddy, why you come with your 9?
Why my
One, two, look at you
Three, four, she locked the door
I keep knockin' and knockin' and knockin' and knockin'
She was born in Paris
At the age of 21
on Windrush, supporting a mar jays old man
Cold doubling eight kids, bare bills
Plus racists full of hatred in your own plant
Three jobs in a day (three jobs
love with a lady so bewitching
Mrs. Henrietta Bell down in Captain Kelly's kitchen
Sing tu ra da lu ra da lie
Sing tu ra da lu ra da laddy
Sing tu
Twenty-three, twenty-three, yeah, twenty-three (shot)
I got shooters and they're with me and they never
Miss
Twenty-three, twenty-three, yeah,
WAKE UP!
What’s the point, in living a life so worthless?
You’re wasting away, broken down, no resistance.
I know my time will come, is it worth it?
to blow
Lastly you see:
Me, be three by three
Firing these things called TNT
Fire these things called TNT
These things called TNT
They call me TNT
ain't got enough by the first of the month
Knock on the door goes 1, 2, 3
Cops always knock in threes on the glass
Blast through the window, light from
you know what I'm sayin'? (Yeah)
So I was like aight, yo, can I get into it? (Uh-huh)
My crew down to do it, if she gonna pursue it (uh-huh)
Cuz death, ain't knocking at the door
Killed a lot vamps a couple 1000s
Pls forgive me lord
1000 years living
Got me livid
Feel like I'm a god
Been
three-point shooters, it's a shootout
We got two bitches with us, finna make out
I'ma lie to them hoes with the same smile
I need them Lamborghini doors, open
of your vision measure the persistence
How are you living?
I'll smack the whack and sell 'em crack while I'm laying down my mack
(I'm trying to tell you
the sun
Any fucking thing you could imagine
I was so upset when her ass left
I hunted her down at put three in her chest
Wrapped the body up put her in
"Under the
Cherry Moon" And I was there
That's how I look
At it like this shit just went down
You see the mastery that
I'm surrounded by? How
On earth am I
try to lie
And you get beat up by life
And you have to swallow pride
That's the price to be alive
Happy I'm alive
Happy I'm alive
Happy I'm alive
Happy
Living alive
Living a lie
Living alive
Living a lie
Give it to me harder than before
Open up I'm knocking one your door
Kiss a ton of girls before
But
mia pause
Tiè nyom nu na 3b3 hiti by force
Ghana fuor b3 feeli chaley gye rough
Black Diamond too much sauce
Wonderful
Oh baby you are 2daful
Oh baby
of time
Parasite
Of the mind
Now it's time
To be
Reborn
Reborn
Reborn
The door is open again and now I'm living the dream
Reborn
Reborn
The door is open
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