Lyrics:
I am the one
Pull out the sword
You know its begun
Son of a witch
I'm a son of a gun
Day or night
I'll draw out the sun
Nightless Charisma
I am
of wisdom, to give to our first born
What you gon' tell your kids n****?
Who was you? What was you doin? How did you put it down?
These my words to my
(Child)
But I'll run down (Down)
On your crew and get buck wild (Crew, wild)
So what's up now? (Now?)
Came to bring pain and assist you in dyin'
There's
my fists and
I know, I know, I know
You can't crush my soul, my soul oh no.
Hands up don't shoot
Put the gun down don't move
I ain't got a gun issa
of wisdom, to give to our first born
What you gon' tell your kids nigga?
Who was you? What was you doin? How did you put it down?
These my words to my
no drive-by's
We walked over
COB bandana tied to the end of the AR
Iller than they are, rhymes so sick
Give 'em the day off
This is the chaos, Nicolas
it's okay for now
Put my pride to the side, don't wanna let you down
Take my heart and crush it, leave it, splattered on the ground
Your love is like
Shake your head and
Say it's a shame.
Spin me back down the years and the days of my youth.
Draw the lace and black curtains and shut out the whole
thought that Army would get
Because karma's a threat
Do you harm to forget
That I'm calm as the rest
If you laugh you'll regret
Put a cast on your neck
Then
when
I put him to sleepnow dream Cass'
(DreamCast) i'm a crocodile
They say I'm the best as soon
As I jot it down
What sense do this make? How
You
Every day, new yout with a M1llionz flow (cattin')
Switched it up, put my dark skin on the M way
Had my lighty bringin' in smoke (woo)
This gyal wanna
And that's just when you in a in a room
I could tell when you round by the scent of ya perfume
I see why they put these r&b songs together
I feel like
teaching
Put the guns down before you get Gunned down
Aye aye aye
Keltec out the backpack go pap pap
Hellbent in all black no turnin back Back
Hot-lead make
soul to the
Devil for thirty percent off
And to you emo kids who
Walk around pissed off
Step one: pull your panties down
And start to piss off
Step two:
ease the guns in
Rumble with patrolmen, tear gas laced the function
Heads by the score take flight, incite a war
Chicks hit the floor, diehard fans
ease the guns in
Rumble with patrolmen, tear gas laced the function
Heads by the score take flight, incite a war
Chicks hit the floor, diehard fans
your money, go and dip, yeah move it
I just wanna party like 2003
AIM crush on my 'net 'cause I'm feeling the need
Yeah daddy it's a wreck but you
hear some
(Young Guns these days got fireproof eardrums)
They don't give a shit who's hot
Just long as you're not, pussy and be the would-be king
But
distracted by money drugs and four
Fives, I count lives all on these songs
Look at the weak and cry, pray one day you'll be strong
Fighting for your rights,
you poppin' will stop, when I put you in a headlock,
And apply pressure until I crush your muthafuckin noggin
I grab mics and push niggas to the left
So
Stuttering John
I repeat like yesterday, it don't stop
George of this poor life pop, put the Scarlet
In a place she believes, much better than your lies
under the jeep and test your faith
Put it in reverse and, crush your face
Go to court, tell the judge fuck the case
Go to jail, no bail, cut your face
Get
and test your faith
Put it in reverse and, crush your face
Go to court, tell the judge fuck the case
Go to jail, no bail, cut your face
Get it right
to the chin
Get down wit me, and I'll be down back
Put my dick in your mouth, your gonna hear ya neck snap(Crack!)
In fact hoe, fuck off my bus
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