Lyrics:
its popping like some grease
She kind of ugly but a cutie on her knees
Peel his top off like a Mandarin but I don't speak Chinese
Got my brother a new
(169)
I spent my 19th birthday in the hospital
With my brother and my mum
And I know it sounds dumb but I felt like I lost it all
The pain's
and scythe of steel we fight, a bad moon on the rise.
We mow them down by steel they die, they cry unrealy cry´s
Refr.
Devils in the night - fight brother
I'm smoking on that Granddaddy
And Sipping on Miss Celie
Eyes looking Chinese
Got me feeling sleepy
Making money the fast way
You know I like it
plus a lot of deep pain was felt
We would last for a night, but a better tomorrow
I felt the angel of death breathe
When I felt the four fifths
and then I slipped under the table
And she mocked me all night long
Drinks served by a Chinese girl, Chinese girl, Chinese girl
Drinks served by
they go
Before I was even in the source trying to get 5 mics
I made deliveries for extra duck sauce and fried rice
For about 5 nights outta'
away
At five I must have left, there's no exception to the rule
A matter of routine, I've done it ever since I finished school
The train back home
by Madness)
Oh what a front she had
Enough for me, my brother and dad
A chest of drawers no doubt
One with the top
away
At five I must have left, there's no exception to the rule
A matter of routine, I've done it ever since I finished school
The train back home
no drive-by's
We walked over
COB bandana tied to the end of the AR
Iller than they are, rhymes so sick
Give 'em the day off
This is the chaos, Nicolas
by Madness)
Oh what a front she had
Enough for me, my brother and dad
A chest of drawers no doubt
One with the top
didn't invest
We both got ice n' cars but I ain't in debt
A lot of vets need a give rhyming a rest
Y'all sound like has-beens
N' I ain't impressed i'm
didn't invest
We both got ice n' cars but I ain't in debt
A lot of vets need a give rhyming a rest
Y'all sound like has-beens
N' I ain't impressed i'm
Yup, yup, yeah.. uhh..
Yeah..
All night like a corner store, twenty-four seven
Hood hanger; we gets hot like a wok
in the Chinese kitchen,
hid a part of me away
At five I must have left, there's no exception to the rule
A matter of routine, I've done it ever since I finished school
the celebration!
This evening is pronounced in my memories by the amount of laughter and talking and pictures and trying to make up for lost time in one night. This
the night before New Year's, and all through the fuckin' projects
Not a handgun was silent, not even a Tec
Outside as I'm stuck, by enemies who put fear
[Gipp]
Yup, yup, yeah.. uhh..
Yeah..
All night like a corner store, twenty-four seven
Hood hanger; we gets hot like a wok
in the Chinese
Converse
My older brother is a funny dude
A lot of funny shit happened to him
We hadn't spoken in a couple moons
I called him last night
How you
Get your fuckin' Yankee fitted splitted when I spit it, spit it (woo)
Y'all faggot rappers funny as Saturday Night Live
Creep through in a white five
minutes i
I'll be in the parking lot sparking up Popeye spinach
Top my limits get blowed till ya throwed back
My dro sack so bomb you gone drop 5 inches
brother's glock
And that's the day my life changed 'cause that night he got shot
Killed by another crip over his Rolex watch
I got high for three years off
pile on lies with smiles on for miles on
Like tracks laid by my Chinese brothers' great-grandfathers while on
a dollar a day, tell me what you paid for
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