Lyrics:
*featuring Bone Thugs 'N' Harmony Growing up, living in a panic zone Spitting wicket shit on the microphone Smoke that shit, your brains be blown You
a 4SK and Ag world we just letting you fuck ass niggas live in it
Aye, Aye
Let a opp nigga play got a dick on the glock
Nigga run up on me like a nut imma
The panic sets in schizophrenia
I hear a voice. It sounds elated
I search the house. I'm so frustrated
As the days pass by my bodies getting colder
I Check
Never snitch, never send a nigga to jail
I'd rather find him by a boat doing the dead man's float
We gangsters, real gangsters B
Gun in the green room up
Never snitch, never send a nigga to jail
I'd rather find him by a boat doing the dead man's float
We gangsters, real gangsters B
Gun in the green room up
And a motherfuckin' K9
We murk niggas in the day time
When the birds chirpin' and the flowers bloomin'
Everybody got automatics like cockin' back is too
Til the homie popped the trunk now there's a Panic at the Disco
The Smiths out the fingers on the trigger
In a Plain White T in my black shitkickers
Til the homie popped the trunk now there's a Panic at the Disco
The Smiths out the fingers on the trigger
In a Plain White T in my black shitkickers
to plannin missions damn near shittin in my drawers
I gotta play my part though and take what I can
From the niggas I don't got Scarface nigga I feel ya
By
them
Lives we be changing them
Raise the vibration all across the planet
Elites want us in a constant state of panic
Won't stop will I watch these
Rabbit
Now I write Lovely Automatic I cut out the panic
I write the words I live by
Author on creation high
Pen making vibes
Writing lines
Since I was nine
by City Hall found that London
Has seen an increase of 71%
In victims of serious youth violence since 2012
The Mayor says this is linked
Cristo
We really brought the mayhem to the disco
The guards at the island just could not believe he vanished
In panic damnit where'd he go
They thought
the preachers?
Give em to me I’ma wipe em out like I polish sneakers.
I’ma raunchy creature.
My styles weird and I live in District 9.
Came from in the sky line
see that every day, just so many ghetto tears
In the ghetto)
Age 11 looking out of a ghetto building
Mom and 5 of us little ghetto children
I
Splatter guys, get ya food ate like I'm Big Mac and fries
Trap nines in the thighs, symbolize real lives
Instill a rocket fuck from the inside
make thorns as a part of the rose?
A great flood coming like 2.0
I been feeling like Noah
The path I chose
Panic at the disco
Panic at the park
Planet in
Police be rushin' when they see me, I flaunt it
Americas Most Wanted live on T.V. Life: pleasure and pain,
stuck in this game, holler my name. We all
the back like a crook in the black of the bushes
With the rats, the axe, and the stacks of wood is
By the garage, the Mirage tracks the shadow
My weapon is
panic
Never judge a book by the cover
'Cause I"m the other brother word to mother
I'm sought by the hunter
Raised in the projects cashing checks
in wishing for peace and love
To live in perfect harmony
Drifting out into the afternoon
Like Chinese balloons
It was an abundance of caution
live my fantasy of love
Nothing more
In my dreams you will be
Like a stranger in my life
There's a girl
Doesn't know what to do
To believe that in my
the fine
I'm not your ordinary rapper
Leave 'em in panic, saying I'm way too behind
Little Simz I gotta catch up
Say they climbing
That's all by the help
the fine
I'm not your ordinary rapper
Leave 'em in panic, saying I'm way too behind
Little Simz I gotta catch up
Say they climbing
That's all by the help
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