Lyrics:
wanted dead or alive
How do you terrify a man that ain't scared to die?
So while I got a mic, I'ma air the lies that paralyze my people
I live by
Man it is what it is
And I did it all by myself
Man it is what it is
I ain't never been a protégé
I ain't had nobody pave my way
I just put in the work
peace
They'd rather see me suffer
A lifetime of trice
When I'm gone jealousy is the same old song
I wish nothing but the best for my enemies
I'mma warrior
sure?
That your head is screwed on properly or are your eyes sore?
Cause your case is quite sloppy, fuck off please you're just a little man sobbing
Can't
Black man, won't stop for nothing
I'm flying, blow off the ceiling
No more running
Trying is not an option, I'm just on it
The valley's just a path
on the serve and the love
Keeping on mission
What I gotta see
Is that Christ gave everything
I could ever need
So I need that understanding
Old man thinking
tell you man these streets is lonely
I put my heart in the hood and I still got muthafuckaz gunning for me
I know how it goes though dog, everybody wanna
world, new beginnin'
A new way to play, a new way a livin'
Cash is the past, a new way a spendin'
New life for man, children, and women
Yo, welcome
rolling with the Prince of Peace
Old ways be knocking at the door it steady calling me now
Said "Old boy you looking for is dead he'll never be found"
Yeah
the man, bitch I'm the man, bitch I'm the man
Bitch I'm the man, bitch I'm the man, bitch I'm the man
Bitch I'm the man, fuck is you saying, bitch I'm
raised in the inner city by ballers with diamonds
Climbin the benzes, rollin philles, we younger minors
Me, I be the one that's only 12 years old
Crankin
City by ballers with diamonds
Climbin the Benzes, rollin Philles
We younger minors
Me, I be the one that's only 12 years old
Crankin off the hook from
this is Piru
Slide through with the Erykah Badu
West side Compton, nigga don't mind if I do
From Piru Street to my old street
Nigga this Compton,
You'll be like me at that age
An old man in a hospital bed
Hating life barely making it past
By the end of the day
Living I start my fast
Impending doom is
trouble
Help on the way
Help on the way
I got the game on lock
Standin' on top
Say hello to the man who saved hip hop
Say hello to the man who saved hip hop
from dreaming...
Then I woke up from dreaming
OLD BRUSH ARBORS
(Darrell Edwards - G. Ardis)
« © '66 Glad Music »
(Old Brush Arbors by
'em, they hate a nigga lovin' his life
In all possible ways, know the Feds is buggin' my life
Hospital days, reflectin' when my man laid up
'em, they hate a nigga lovin' his life
In all possible ways, know the Feds is buggin' my life
Hospital days, reflectin' when my man laid up
This one is double trouble
Yeah-ay-ay-ai
It's double-double trouble
For you and I, ay
Because faith without works is dead
It's not the way we are saved
the boy is dead, no matter how you look at it
And life goes on..
I was feelin kinda funny - aiyyo something's wrong
I went to take a shower duke
Bumped into
but nigga, I can
You gotta go through the worst to become the man that I am
You would be dead as fuck tryna spin the blocks that I spinned
You would go
everyone
The king is dead
Late night
Cup filled
Sipping aye
Bitches wildin
Sniffing ye
Old heads
Be like in my day
Gods plan
Niggas in the way
I convene
There's no path to follow
There's no path to follow
There's a line in the sand
Put there by a man
By a man whose children
Will built castles
and your daughter
Born in this way of living and our youth is stuck
To be safe it's safe to say the justice system's fucked up!
If you doing 25 to life,
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