Lyrics:
I'm Wakin up to the bright light
Sweat dripping down my face
It's been another killer night
It's a classic summer day
Westfields chockablock
With
LIVE on Death Row
Written by Alim BraXton
Intro
This is a special report. I’m Michael Betts and I’m Mark Katz and we have breaking news.
Verse
Mix by：Speeduprico
Killer：
谁都不惯着
除了我的Homies
谁都不惯着
杀气蔓延使你忐忑
树立威望三流Team集体散伙
烂货 盼望着我露出破绽
犯错 挑拨离间妄想点燃
战火 独狼不理狗吠
早看破 你惊讶的Verse是我Freestyle段落
whole life like it's my sworn testimony
The truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth, so help me God
By the way, George Washington added that
So
The same nigga that got that otha Nigga, went got another nigga
Now sumthin wrong wit this fuckin picture
Why these niggas still living
All these killers
Before I plummet through fifty four floors of a high rise office
That's the feeling I get when I bet on my life
And let a killer wipe the sweat off my neck
Molly by my side, Mr. Weed got in my eye
We'll take to the grave
Money in the air, make some other nigga cry
Alone in the night, I could never see
myself with a melody
Her name is beautiful, her dancing is a killer
Her mindset stranger, I've known her, she is better
I got a brand new girl in mind
I
You know I'm down to ride
I been right here from the start you should know I'm by yo side
I keep them K's on the line
All these fuck niggas got to die
walk by I smack that ass
But I'm different though cause I swear to God I'll give you my last
cnd they'll never know, man cause that's how good we cover
devices you would not survive
Living life by tooth and claw, no fire, feral you would die
Too blinded by your self-regard to see the truth
Set loose human
getting bigger
You my hitter, I'm your killer
Taking pictures in the mirror
We be fucking by the river
When we close, I swear I shiver
We be always making
Remember the name
Half fame half amazing
I go by the name of
Greatest of all time
The goat
You aint a killer
And who the fuck are you
Im the one
time
answer the telephone
Don't you think that by now
Tell me, don't you think that by now
(When we do it) you're never there
(When you show it) just stop
things we would do
Then the busy years went rushing by us
We lost our starry notions on the way
If by chance I'd see you in the tavern
We'd smile
As I walked along
The supposed golden path
I was confronted
By mysterious spectre
He pointed to the graveyard
Over on yonder hill
I paused in
When the season is turning
And my day has gone by
And to see my reflection
See it in your eyes
Know the day that's come now has gone by
And if
answer the telephone
Don't you think that by now
Tell me, don't you think that by now
(When we do it) you're never there
(When you show it) just stop
As I walked along
The supposed golden path
I was confronted
By a mysterious specter
he pointed to the graveyard
over on yonder hill
I paused
As I walked along
The supposed golden path
I was confronted
By a mysterious specter
he pointed to the graveyard
over on yonder hill
I paused
As I walked along
The supposed golden path
I was confronted
By mysterious spectre
He pointed to the graveyard
Over on yonder hill
I paused in
the mirror I see
Staring back at me?
Could it be? A new reflection of a woman complete
All of a sudden I'm so carefree (well, all right)
'Cause love is
can be satisfied.
The reflection in her mirror's not the image
She remembers in her mind
Her beauty has been eaten by the hunger
And the acid
a finger, I could end adventures
Rapper? Singer? No, killer, nigga
You a cop or you a nigga killer (whoa)
It rains, it pours
(Whoa, shit, whoa, shit)
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