Lyrics:
days deh gone so hold the bulls by dem horns
Dem nuh take we serious when we calm but mek the rifle dem turn on
Rebel with a cause I was ordained for
but fucking lazy
Lately i been battling a lot of shit I can't unwrap
Like how these niggas overlook the step and stones I call accomplishments
Lost my
his church ain't right
Deacon is a pimp, tell by his eyes
Mrs. Parks said, "Brother Starks, meet you at the numbers spot
Heard you got red tops out,
his church ain't right
Deacon is a pimp, tell by his eyes
Mrs. Parks said, "Brother Starks, meet you at the numbers spot
Heard you got red tops out,
An angel, an immortal spiritual creature, attendant upon God.
An angel, a guardian sent to overlook [echoes]
(Verse 1)
Ay yo for you crooked cops,
serious, look them,
Them the envy us...
Hun hun..me no fear the living, why me go fear the dead don't be sillyall this cloth they wearing is giving
Man who
a lot money make these niggas bitter
Crazy how the guap show you who gon be official
I done lost a lot it gets hard to remember
Dead situations R.I.P I
at a price
Most came cool with a serious face
That's 'cause I came from a serious place
To be able to pull off this outfit
With the trainers, you gotta
prefer to follow
Do you think I could every drink since it's so hard to swallow?
Yeah, so hard to swallow
Till you're dead, the vision aloft and I will
Compton crip card kill each other
Faster than the opposite color
Niggas wack out everything, your dead homies
Your mother your new born brother
If God was
Is this guy serious?
Is this guy serious or what?
Twenty bands, twenty bands, twenty bands
Twenty bands, twenty bands, twenty bands
Twenty
with a beam
Right now,
Precious moments gon' left dead on the scene
Right now,
It's hard to find love and loyalty in a team
Right now,
Too many niggas
to me?
The demons it could be the dead overlook me
I thought of the bodies it shook me
The second it pushed me they
Rushed through the door
And before I
muscle nuh mek nobody tell u nothing
Mi waa mi nuckle fi freeze ap by the dozen
Suh mi haffi tek it to another level without the devil
Money look betta
laugh at the bitch
Cuffed to the bread but I love the pussy and shawty got the immaculate spits
Tired of these niggas trynna overlook me
I took a break
like having friends,
But y’all aint serious
I’m way too analytical and I can see the sins
Every individual is capable of this
We digressing anyway and I
and the ting was jamming like Ben
Got bail three serious charges me with the social them
Lord knows I cant save that hoe she done fuckery in the ends
In the ends
that glock and the ting was jamming like Ben
Got bail three serious charges 'me with the social them'
(Social social)
Lord knows I cant save that hoe she
me
I stand still...stagnate. Can't kill...this lagged state
Life...manipulates itself around me, but I'm dead still
Upright...but dead still
Word is
to really know I was fly, jeez
Post up old pics on ig
Then sign me
My dead body
Even when dead, lot of money to make off me
That's why I gotta live, so
Say ugly guys by a landslide
Ugly guys by a landslide
Say ugly guys by a landslide
Ugly guys by a landslide
Say ugly guys by a landslide
Ugly guys by
I'd learn to handle this by now
You're just a dead giveaway.
Girl you can't deny it
(Even though you try)
You keep trying to hide it
(Baby we
realize that the real prize might be passing you by
When the rain starts to fall would you ever think to call it by name
Or would you overlook that the two
Rev. ain't right, his church ain't right
Deacon is a pimp, tell by his eyes
Mrs. Parks said, "Brother Starks, meet you at the numbers spot
Heard you got
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