Lyrics:
(He got the key)
Niggas act like, they know me
True color's, I bet they see
Mask on, I can barely breathe
All these comma's, they influence me
Trying
to keep a level of sanity?
By my faith in God, by my faith in the game
And by my faith in "all good things come to those that stay true"
Right
You know what
to be junk
Got lyrical fuck up, I'm Mr. War War
What's your name?
Silkk, The Shocker
What's your alias?
Mister!
What's your thing?
I'm a made man nigga!
Dad barely spoke even when he was around
So when he left it taught me to be a better man
And never let mum frown, never let you frown
Be a better man
Love yourself and feed ur mind
So u don't need anybody in ur arms come the end of the night
Then u won't need to find love , love will find u
myself around you, ain't no telling just what you might do
She love to yell and tell a nigga he's despicable, I mean what else would you expect from
the back of the Chevy Wagon
That's how we represent it though
Birthplace of Chevrolet '64, yeah I love showing it out
First things first my nig', you
man I'd rather starve
I'm a learner so I listen when my brother speak
I laid in his arms whenever times had ever got bleak
He gone change this world his
glove on it
Was made by my intelligent friend
He gave me the shirt the day we ment
Then he gave me a ride back to college
Man this loss is tough on me
But
love won't be divided (oh oh oh oh oh)
If love a-was a thing a me say money could a-buy
The rich man would a-live a me say poor man would die
If
thing doe
Ba, Ba, Yea
Hit the Quan
Hit the Quan
Hit the Quan
Hit the Quan
I said get down low and swing your arm
I said get down low and hit
your arm
I said get down low and hit the Quan
I paper chase then vanish
Hit the Quan note her make her boyfriend panic
I heart Memphis, but I also love
[Dialogue 1]
Steven: Yo, is that Will Chen over there? Ay, Will!
Caleb: Nah, man, he go by Da Chen now.
Steven: Da Chen? What’s that even mean?
And a raincoat when it's damp and shower's ahead
He adores me, that's all it was
That's why he do things without me, like fall in love
The Game is ready to test
And a raincoat when it's damp and shower's ahead
He adores me, that's all it was
That's why he do things without me, like fall in love
The Game is ready to test
nights,
Things that my father told me,
Like how to be a man,
On ya feet is where you stand,
Never asking for anything,
And always play the hand
You was
dogs?.humping dogs?stickin? that thing in any crack that passes by??..
Dirt falling in my mind, ..dirt gets stuck in my mouth, dirt gets stuck in my eyes?
Seeing
A love like this is really hard to find
So I won't front and try to play love games
I'll always be the same, won't a damn thing change
You hear me
thing is she was tried for something that he would always do
That's the truth
And it's ugly, but it's true
We were homeless for a while, getting close
forgives the plow.
Dip him in the river who loves water.
A fool sees not the same tree that a wise man sees.
He whose face gives no light, shall never become
and talks big
With midget arms and creamy white fillin' in the middle
That'll do anything to throw dirt on my name
If it means walkin' the whole
(2-3-9-5-4)
Yeah, that way
Have you ever made love to a real hitter? (Yeah)
A nigga that always in the field, probably finessin'
Probably out here drug
love sat down in a tavern hard near by
And he called for a drain of the good champagne and a plate of the old pork pie
And his arms he placed around
he's not about that life, man catch him in traffic
I'll manually drag him out of his automatic
Two man sitting on a wall
Two man playing two touch
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