Lyrics:
four-four
This is Magnum, yeah I come from the slum
Six shots, my wrist lock, both hands like this clocks
But it don't do tick tocks, bullet hole, yeah this
all, but i guess that i could settle for most
Try to make it out the slums fore my heads on a post
Cause every issue where im from's getting settled with
walls so high
Sun beats down upon the land below
Where death awaits concealed by dirt and stone
Lock and load
Single file
Keep your eyes peeled
Every
of colors I paint with
I don't feast at the banquet 'cause freedom is the set that I bang with
Listen the conditions in my Slum Village is Tainted
I grew
Ain't never ever help
When I was lock down
I knew I was better by my self
I geek it up
No driven slow
I'm the wrong person the do wrong
F*** up, I won't
get it how i live so i'm still stepping janky
Foe seven nine five six and p eighties
G lock blick with the switches no safety
Something in the air got
and tainted
I died as a human, cast down and forsaken
My soul was exhumed reborn The One Winged Angel
I'll burn this world in hell-fire and tear it apart
I've
(YEAH!)
Repped it in the streets (YEAH!) loved in the slums (YEAH!)
Who am I? (A RUFF RYDER!)
Who am I? (MR. NORTH CAROLINA!)
[Petey Pablo]
So tired,
the ghetto, I'm living in a ghetto world
In the ghetto (In the ghetto)
It's a struggle but I gotta maintain
I wonder if heaven got a ghetto
But b-burning down
I worked hard to leave this place
For a slum of another world
I should have known
It's all the same
Nobody can take her place
She goes by the name
the slums
She my raver bitch she want this molly on her tongue
Baby would you ride for me yea, okay
Why you take my love take it all away
Told my plug fill my
knees for the keys to the access
Doesn't make sense yeah does it make sense yeah
Face down the ground
With my gun hunted down the slums
All chained up
toss all that Jazz out
I'm worse than Philip hearses fill up
Funny how Slum niggas can birth a Village
Word to Dilla, when the Stakes Is High
I gotta
Well there's a little honky-tonky village in Texas
There's a guy who plays the best piano by far
He can play piano any way that you like it
But
ya never seen
If ya catch up to me
Ya won’t be next to me
By then I’ll move on
To doing some better things
Born & raised in the bronx
But it ain’t my
I'm tryna get a face mask
Clear for departure need it done, by the time the plane land
Few supporters from outside the border say my tape jam
from slums but they from a village for real
'Cause while these lames sittin' still
I hit the road, broke the mold, and came up on a mil
I remember
that it'd
Be a friendly gesture for us to take the garbage down to the city dump
So we took the half-a-ton of garbage, put it in the back of a red
a thotties, and that is what'll they'll be, cause they think
It's the recipe, to get on bigger screens
(Lock a n**** down, Lock a n**** down, nah)
(Lock
that’s not a drug boo who
Wont give it up but I’m slowing down need a baddie like new new
Rest up to the fallen ones
Life rough cause we from the slums
Mom
the full clip 'til it's all E
After bloodshed ain't no sorry, I'm sorry
We was all broke now we all kings
Gotta get the fuck up out the hood by any means
rocks in her socks and she stay dancing
Twisting cocks wit her locks it ain't no romancing
Light one, sip rum, toke one, joke some, have fun, get done,
the 40
He gone get rowdy
And ya don't want that shit
Cause it's gon' be naughty, by nature
Fuck a player hater
I'mma come through
And you know I'm down
the 40
He gone get rowdy
And ya don't want that shit
Cause it's gon' be naughty, by nature
Fuck a player hater
I'mma come through
And you know I'm down
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