Lyrics:
They done told us some bs
This the land of the free
Then sold us sum bs
N charged us a fee
And
I cant calm down
I got a son hes only 2
My nephews only 3
'bout my other chick, the one with the key
Off work at 5 o'clock, today somethin to three
Jumpin in while I'm humpin this freak, I heard the door lock
with embalmin fluid
Shit, I'm goin through it, mom dukes too
Tears streamin down her pretty face, she got her palms to it
My life is gettin too wild
dukes too
Tears streaming down her pretty face
She got her palms to it
My life is getting too wild
I need to bring some sort calm to it
Bout to lose it
there's someone in my house
(911 dispatch) can you please run by your address for me
(woman) 151 shenedoah, shenendoah
(911 dispatch) ma'am where inside
room, their in my room
Ma'am calm down, deputies are on the way
is the door locked
Ma'am?
N N, dup dup, dup double u, a a, a a
N N, dup dup, dup
just faded
God now interrogated
Truth now investigated
Worthiness contemplated
Only time remains (x3)
(Verse 2)
Infected by death
Not the killing kind
on faith a refund on my dreams
The realest quote i ever heard was by any means
It's a necessity i chase down my destiny
I'm not easily influenced my
gone insane
Flash his mind & out again
Reset his conscience is all we do
Lastest version 3.2
He is in a fast decline
Cos of the plot against the crown
down
Somehow, I can't seem to find
The quiet inside my mind
3:02
The space in this room has turned on me
All my fears have cornered me here
Me and my TV
the way that I tuck my pole
You can't even see it on me
Choppa hold big ass bullets, The number on them say 308
They go through bricks so car doors ain't
brother he cant hang
Osama, no bin Laden but my music boutta bang
Onna beat, doing feats watch how im stepping in that rang yea
Uh said I kick down the door
life, I solemnly swear
To change my approach, stop shaving coke
Stay away from hoes, put down the toast
'Cause I be doing the most, oh no
But every
life, I solemnly swear
To change my approach, stop shaving coke
Stay away from hoes, put down the toast
'Cause I be doing the most, oh no
But every
said "Enough of that humble rap"
Now every single you drop I'ma double that
Jigga-jigga Joe cut the record down to
My sound surround you like racism, you
has the world come to, I'm from the 3 1 2
Where cops don't come through and dreams don't come true
Like there the god go in his Murcielago
From working
insanity my life's uncertain
It's three paths for my family, all life's burdens
I'm talking the pipe, the street and life in Lorton
Just touched down and I'm
Yeah
(Come in)
Names that you know me by, praise to the holy high
Shit been a lonely ride, all I do is only try
Weed is my only high, magazine
sadly mistaken if you think my Aryan race
can be taken out by the likes of you Apes, Kikes
conservative nigga loving Gooks, Spooks, and Dykes
My Spikes,
and out no further 1 - 3- 4
Skip 2 to be sure
So
Where his brother at?
I know he'll have my back
Always down to jack
Both be on the smack
Yeah, I called
been on my mind
I just wanna get a little time
Can I get a little peace and quiet
Fast forward I ain't heard of Jack in a minute
Surrounded by fake
with this hammer
Kool-Aid with this jammer
All my niggas got bandanas, windows down hanging out the door
Let the clip tamper, turn him to a tap dancer
to the sky like Emmet Till off the stepping wheel
And minus all the sex appeal, your boy about to flex for real
Rolls Royce Cullinan, four-doors 'cause my
a lot
Now I see you frustrated and slamming doors
Please laugh a little more
Way Back before
My mom was feeling down
Just as I was used to acting like
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