Lyrics:
why
People out here droppin dead like flies
I used to see a home boy givin five
Now I say, "Man, you still alive?"
Cold as hell, the town I'm from
hunt it down
Take a look at me see I'm getting better
Everyday by day the boy's getting bigger
Take a selfie cos e go dey like movie
Wetin the Lord go do
this bad
Even though she seems so high
He knows that she can't fly
and when she falls out of the sky
He'll be standing by
She was raised in
Henry
Papa won't leave you, Boy
Papa won't leave you, Henry
Papa won't leave you, Boy
Well, the road is long
And the road is hard
And many fall by
Henry
Papa won't leave you, Boy
Papa won't leave you, Henry
Papa won't leave you, Boy
Well, the road is long
And the road is hard
And many fall by
split personalities
Who get get mo' cheddar
Come to find out he Barry Adrian Reese
Some nigga in a 'Hotel' in
A B-Boy stance, that's it
It gets no better
nigga, Sane
Shout out GFC: God, Family, Culture
Three words to live by
Shout out my brother, Nakim
Shout out the quad shout out Calendar
Shout out 40 Oz
the face
Snakes
I be surrounded by fakes
You out here tryna destroy me
You don't know you just annoy me
Bitch do you think that I care
I am not the one that
wind hit him like a knife.
Cab stop just ahead under a streetlight.
Boy got out with a suitcase. Thin kid in prep school clothes,
familiar face,
grindin I'm grindin
I'm grindin I'm grindin
I'm grindin grindin
I be like oh boy
I be like oh boy
I'm drowning I'm drowning
I need help oh boy
I be like
with the ski, hey
(Oh Lord, jetsonmade another one)
Uh, run a boy back with the ski
I give a fuck what you say
I made it out rappin', you trappin'
wake up fine and dandy
But then by the time I find it handy
To rip my heart apart and start
Planning my crash landing
I go up, up, up, up, up
gon' stop on by
Tell them boys to fall in line, yeah yeah
They only hit my line, when they know it's go time
Fuck niggas flaws and rumors, three things
shot dogs, deer and sheep
He lived a young boys' dream
Hung out with Dan the taxidermy king
Wasting his time doing dumb things
And listening to stupid
tonight
To fall out of love with you
I'm just getting by
About time that I started
Maybe living life
Taking boys and their bands
And saying bye bye
(Spoken by the Gangsta)
Hmmph! A dedication to all them homeboys a
Nd all them homegirls out there that done passed away
Dirty boys dedicate this
ethnic culture they can plug a mike to.
The imperialists rub their hands in glee
As the slave-boy hunts out butt-ends in the garbage cans.
Is it any
Listen up boys and girls from the hood
They wanna take our lives
By killing our prophets, shrinking our minds
You know I tell no lie
Attention all
Everyone wants to be a cowboy
Grab your guns boy
Forty-five by my side, do he live
No the nigga dies
Zen, zen zen zen zen zen zen
You shot
Everyone wants to be a cowboy
Grab your guns boy
Forty-five by my side, do he live
No the nigga dies
Zen, zen zen zen zen zen zen
You shot your
(Brrt, brrt) Three ninety two, switch it out with the cat
I count a million right here on my lap
Bought a new Spider then take off the plastic
I
don't really give a shit, I represent the real cats who know me
Man, what's up with that scratch you owe me?
Now run my chips before we fall out like
out
Bitch betta blast the AC
Real ones be
Too hard to
Come by
No shade boy yeah
Let um sun dry
Truth is
You a bitch
Man that's no lie (better
who you
Countin'g by twos
Bitch ima thot I be counting by twos
Nigga who you
You see how I ball
No I ain't ever gon fall
Already done made it this far
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