Lyrics:
never pursure the issue
The ninth initial, thought as to rip the bits n kibbles
I kick ass, more than a little, my rhyme riddle
Your mind's a dead
challenging ourselves to
Better than we are white folks
Instead of driving-by using the "N" word
They will say:
(Look! Look at them! Oh! my God!
They're
see is cops with guns
Soap in my sock, county charges stuck in the struggle with number one
Never will have a friend like me, reality checking
Right next door is a little old man
I seen him eating dog food out of a can
He says, "I got to eat, when I can't afford meat
I barely can stand, on my
find
By accident or by design
is that I hit a closed door
I seen it all before
I get fooled
I get fooled
I get fooled by you
Till I get it right next
Yeah, yeah what y'all wanna do?
What y'all wanna do? C-l, ip, s-e, n-e-r-d
What y'all wanna do?
My coke money's in cleaners
Give it a fresh rinse
what a coward was,
something i never felt,
I dialed 911, and i left the phone by itself
i wish that i had i gun,
cause i woulda sent him to hell,
send
the opportunity, knocking my door
Imagination of an eights year old
I feel you by my side
There's flowers in the pavement
To filter out the crime
And I'm an egg
to heaven
And I get to shakin' when you put your lips on mine
It could be the best night of my life, least 'til next time
Oh yea, gotta get this right
shoot if the gun doesn't drop"
So he started shooting back but then he got damn
Once upon a time a kid was walking by
He saw something shiny out
"Ice Cube, do you think you could give me some money to get my hair done?"
What's wrong with your hair right now?
"Well you know I get it done
chains round the neck
He ever seen her before, her face don't connect
No, so keep it on the low, go
Seizes her by the arm
Looks right into the eyes cause
try to oppose this
Next time you see your mother she'll be covered with roses
It ain't about a fair fight
Because I only get open for smokin'
sitting ducks in the eyes of evil
I open windows with hopes that the wind blows you ten more blessings
Set my Timbo's next to my dresser with
doors
Awon to look down ma pada be on all fours
Alaye mi que sera sera
Bo wun mi ma gbegbo senu bi baba fela
Jaiye lo ko si Eda Toma tom' mola
Next
Chrystal
Said he got him an issue and I owe him one
So he need to hold onto the pistol
As i left from the trap stopped by the gun safe
Cuz I got so many I
the dough, the black widow
Yo, she was a tight bird, female version of Iceberg
To put in the right words
Played the right curves, beige and white birds
hustling feeling like Rose Aye hell nah nigga that's MightyZay
Hell yeah I woke up feeling good today
Tried to belittle so I had to pull out the wraith
Get
this hell hole
Keep that strap on me so much it feel like its velcro
Stuck inside the field with these vultures I'ma scarecrow
I can't do this shit by
easier and relieve stress
But come on now you could figure the rest
Money is hardly really ever a stress reliever
Because my life sure as hell ain't ever
fucked I jus need to work out the kinks
Bitch I'm flowin' like a sink n barely floatin' by I feel like I'ma sink
Ooh, Insanity I'm on the brink
Ooh,
These nigga know who we are
Shine bright baby ima star
Kill myself with the doors
Blick gotta brand new 50
Tf said shootin ain't in me
Ima spook shoot
of ammo, Lot of guns and fatigue shit
N*gga this my season AH
Give me my roses while i am here
Don't wait 'til im gone No, No, No
I am a King
I can't relate
Let's not make at each other
46,000 people died by suicide in 2020
That's about 1,600 fewer than the year before
That's not much
This is the story of two
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