Lyrics:
other with smudges and smother, a crayon as a mother to see who we’ll be. A coach or a brother to toast as if tougher or boast as if colors are theirs for
to an undercover or the wrong brother
And they'll smother, a out of town motherfucker
So don't take your life for granted
cause it's the craziest place
and me would be bros for life
I learned, that if you focused close, you know
You can't judge that book by the cover alone
But if you listen with your heart
this y'all
[Verse 1:]
Oh what a feeling! - Drivin' in my four by four
Girlies Galore! - B.I.G. on the door.
Chrome trimming - with the smoke tint
Givin
represent money
This Verbal Intercourse, fueled by exhaust
The bread winner, head spinner, coldest with the force
No remorse, endorse the rap artist
So
the girls to come and lick up
I want you all to be my lovers
But if you don't like me
I didn't mean to smother
Just treat me like your little baby brother
brother's rap
I smother tracks with raw shit, niggas aren't able to bite
What I bring to the table is height
Then I easily superceed, niggas need what I
I need Christ
That's the only thing I know
I really can't breath right
I'm strangled by animosity from by own people
Lately it's hard to be nice
A brother'll blow this
Another ferocious jam, I smother the ?grossagran?
I hover above the land of lame emcees that don't blow
I'm poppin' the clip and then bo
down to the mac ten there's never another to cover
The brother I smother the sucka and move undercover be leaving them niggas as they go
And take
fun, I just I love it man
Bee catching is great when I smother man
Just call me big brother man
Or I'll come up to your front lawn with an oil can
Spread
you brother eat your mother out
After I done dug her out
Needles to drug her out
Pillows to smother out
You don't give a fuck about, I'm what a thug
to smother noon came down
To visit with Scholastica
Saint Benedict looked out and saw the light was dead and a cold rain drowned the sky
He said good sister by
Guess who's comin' through for dinner
A native-like brother with the passive little style
That most certainly will smother
Suicidal rhymes with
you brother eat your mother out
After I done dug her out
Needles to drug her out
Pillows to smother out
You don't give a fuck about, I'm what a thug
a deal
I’m breaking one of your ribs
Now I know the real nothing ever certain
When I see a mother hurting
From a brother that was murdered
Death gotta be
that they feed to one another
Sister versus brother, hatas and lovers together undercover
Only liars and hustlers, set fires and smother them
To cover
bands
Smother your clan
Sever your hands and your legs
Mail your brother your heart and send your mother ya head
I'm the only one your bitch let
THE ONE...THE CHOSEN SON...
WHO DEVOURS AND SMOTHERS
VIOLENCE IS NOT THE WAY...
WHAT AM I ANYWAY...
IMPLANTATION AS THEY RIP US APART
JOINED TOGETHER
the tape
And keep your eyes on the niggas in Ward
Triple black in the candy painted car is the color of board
Me or my brother on pall with n'am nigga
We
a younger brother
But if I'm the younger brother
I'm Micheal Myers
My knife is ready to smother
I'm Jason any one in front of me
And I will L em deep
And I
Performin' the hit, yeah, the record was kickin' brother
From that day on, the girl, tried to smother me
Like a blanket, but I wasn't havin' it
I wasn't
relate to this fuckery
These days
I want some marijuana
And a smart bitch widdabody
To pull up and smother me
I hope that ain’t too much to ask
Judging by
going to be okay
Because I didn't even know what was next
At the end of the day
I just tried to be a good brother
But I didn't wanna smother
Because I
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