Lyrics:
holla!
I’m from the East where them ARs shooting
Ruthless, niggas will leave you naked
For the record khaled from the South where
Them bammers be moving
straight to my brain can you sober me
If a nigga want to make me the target
I got to shoot this ‘mufucka regardless
I come with the smoke like my last
run away, run away, now, Johnny now
Johnny run away, run away, now, Johnny now
You get picked on by another
Better go and run for cover
And I
I can't get my thoughts out
And I wish that I could say
Everything in my brain
But I
I got to run away
I'm going to hurt you
And then you're going
any body wants it
Homie I'm not yo homie
You fuck around and end up wrapped up
In a trunk like a fuckin mummy
Foney I'm far from foney I'm only about
World
My deep throat have you squirtin' like a watergun
Coochie overflowin' like somebody let the faucet run
Bust one nut, I ain't done, I got more
monster in the game
And I got my eye on you
Deadshot aim, as free throws keep comin' down like rain
You feel like I'm killing you monster game
I
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I Keep It Real For Gang They
challenging her to be great
I see lyrics as colors and shapes
Put it on tape, let her know I could relate
When you wish you could switch the way that you
a hit, watch how I walk it
I'm grinding for the get it, hella late nights and early mornings
It ain't sunny where I come from, when it rain, I get
to wet me
For Run-D.M.C. I let shells fly, freein the five
Wit the red eye, niggas talkin to much
Tape 'em up, leave 'em hog tied
[Kenny Cash]
You thinkin
apex, in a tape deck
Ain't no way you can escape death
I wear my Air Forces when it's pourin' the rain check
The food chain's apex, I feel like a plane
a way
Tone pulling up with a thang and another thang
Tone coming up off a tape and another tape
I forget names know you going to remember me
I got a stain
on me, Rain down on me, Rain down me
Look, Lord you're miraculous marvelous father in all your waze
Give me direction been a blessing all of my days
I give
to cheese
Tryin' to pay the rent
You know Kriss, I'm Kross
Y'all ran, we walked
No Limit n****z got ghetto dope by pounds and bults
Blowin' tapes
Travolta
One got slaughtered as he coughed blood from his mouth
The other tried to duck and caught a left with my Guinness Stout
Brother brother can't you
through his head, now it's see-through
I'll drop a nigga like a tape
Don't try to run, you can't run from yo fate
He wanna talk it out, broski it's too late
You'll know, you'll know
You'll see it, you'll see it
You'll see it
Front to the back, get loud
Ones in the back, get loud
Run and the gun click,
[fan]
Hey, Sole, man! Wassup dude?
Yo I came all the way from the suburbs man!
Yo I love your shit! How about a free tape, dude?
Support
my god i got chopped by a demon
You can run all you want ima follow the trail of the blood that you dropped on the cement
We all gon' die off one day
houses minorities
The other color don't know you can run but not hide
These are tales from the darkside
You wanna free Africa, I stare at yuh
Cause
houses minorities
The other color don't know you can run but not hide
These are tales from the darkside
You wanna free Africa, I stare at yuh
Cause
And if you ain't wit it then
You in the food chain
I'm in that wide body I'mma need two lanes
Blue seats white paint wetter than new rain
It look like
about it)
(Like I do, I said ya' name boy, I said it)
Uptown section of the newspaper
Downtown as well
T-bone on the track
We raising hell
You got
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