Lyrics:
ass niggas need to stop ya shit
Somebody tell them pussy niggas they cant sit with us
If they aint never eat with us at feed da kids
Woo Woo
Im down
(Roll up roll up chro)
All us Youngins wasted this the life they gave us tho (Gave us tho)
Wasted in Seattle (Never been)
Shaded like a shadow (Really
know about the east bay, you late on the hype
Call these niggas super Mario they stay on the pipe
I got hoop dreams, my flow is outta control
I can’t let
talking like you big, you ain't all that
You ain't looking at us, fuck you looking at
Check, check, check
Check up, all you lil rappers got me fed up
know us
Ain't no flaws in the vision don't hold up
And we blast with precision so good luck
Cuz I've been livin every day like
I can't feel the fuckin
they getting away
Ja we sendin' em' (6 Feet Underground) I've feel I've cursed
My body and soul I been outta control ever since I fell in the zone
I
trains
Before all this pain we all wuz kangz
By the way
Married couples that use the one same
Facebook page are all like Krang
Every gay little page
From Stegosaurus Age, there was a Club that controlled us in our souls, mm
They keep us in line tell us to do all the time
And they hold us by our
the neighborhood kids
I got that whole block looking like it's candy land
Ask about me man they be like there go to candy man
I park the car in the garage and go
My eyes roll back she said you're under control
Time flyin by
Thought we were taking it slow
So much potential in love and I'm excited to grow
She
back my soul, stole by one of these foes like Mack Moes
Puttin holes in my old clothes, even stole my pose
Got my sky, fly, who that guy?
Slip 'em my
Jumped straight in the league like its all mine, what
Watch who's on your team, that's at all times, yeah
Moving with a mission, got no call sign,
He was a young kid
But his feet didn't match the beat
I would tell him keep running
But he wouldn't listen to me
It's like a spark was blown out, he
People been lyin
People been dying
Look to the skies, hold up your hands
Nobody save you they want us to fall
They want us to fall
They buying our
it right
Don't make a ass outta yourself, by assumin' (yeah, not the mid is low now, turn the mics up some more)
Our music keeps you movin' what are
it right
Don't make a ass outta yourself, by assumin' (yeah, not the mid is low now, turn the mics up some more)
Our music keeps you movin' what are
180 (80!)
She mess wit the kid man I'm takin ya lady (Lady!)
Man I'm too wavy
I'm out my mind and we turning it up like it's crack in the 80s
Yea we
double as a Chase
Talkin' major key, let it cut you out a case
And tryna run the city 'til it run you outta state
Told us all of this is straight,
the royals like piff
Power and money corrupts all people
Distribute the wealth and let us be equal
Satan's kids run the world and they're evil
Just made my
later and again I was stuck
I felt like a goldfish stuck in a bowl
I was waiting for something that I could control
After two thousand no longer a kid
control (bet, I'ma bet)
I can tell by how you walkin' how that thing set up
One thing about me is I won't let up
Woah, it's gotta be outta control (oh,
City light, got me buggin and trife
Some die by the gun, some die by the knife
It's alright, like a game of spades I'm trump tight
Premier hit me with
spit it out and about, and spit outta the south,until they recognize the danger signs
So feel a tingle in yo' s-spine, by the way I talk
And it's pimpin'
reacts
Front if you want, kid, lay on your back
I don't fake jax, kid, you know I bring it to you live
Stay in a child's place, kid, you outta line
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