Lyrics:
on the altered past
Load the light and darks
And a 3rd with a mix
Laundry time separates but you need all three to live
You couldn't see out your 3rd eye
To read
despised from conception 'til end
Destined for a demise
Survived nine lives of staying high
Conning, jewelry-pawning, arrests, theft
Womanizing, only
despised from conception 'til end
Destined for a demise
Survived nine lives of staying high
Conning, jewelry-pawning, arrests, theft
Womanizing, only
Let's talk about it (what up?)
You can get extorted if you talkin' 'bout it (bitch)
Touch down in Houston but I parked in Dallas (skrrt)
See niggas
can't win
What them boys know bout 5th Ward?
[ VERSE 3 ]
Now everybody know that 5th Ward's where I come from
So I'ma show a 4th Ward nigga where
down, heavenly guarded by hollow tip slug
Then crack down, on wannabe thugs adapt to gat sound
And bow down, slow the fuck up, see how my foul now
, heavily guarded by hollow-tip slug
Then crack down on wannabe thugs
Adapt to gat sound and bow down
Slow the fuck up, see how my foul now
Articulate,
somewhere that we could never go
No tracks by the rov from apolo
The landers scotch tape, foil, and poles
The earth should look bigger than the moon in its
Outta sight I swear I'm off the plane
Tryna go from Camry to a range
Tryna move my family to the plains
Obsessed with drifting off into the rain
Exacerbated by the fact that my syntax
Is highly complicated 'cause I immigrated
From the single greatest little place in the Caribbean
Dominican Republic! I
bathroom out of order, gotta knock on Uncle Kevin's door
But it's really scary, cuz he live way on the seventh floor
And she was out on 2, the older
is going
Down by 20 per cent every year i just
Talked to the superintendent, met
With Michael Sacks, that’s Ron's
Right hand man so
I think it's
Six by nines through theses door panels
Make a bunch of noise
I'm mobbin' on these back
Streets and city blocks
Middle finger every cop
Chevy block
Together creates a molecule
All your energy comes from a
Nigga holding you down
So your energy's on top of you
Let's see where all your energy goes when
Them
the wicked ways
We all lost children, pray for papers, and smokin' our lives away
Got to the point where I could not decipher day from night
She say she
up its the neighbour from next door
He says ay man I don't know what you stressed for
But please can I
Can I get a little peace and quiet
Lately I
watch me put my game on
Fresh from my head down, big ass chain on
This my life and stars shine bright
Yeah I am a star, look inside my car
They know who I
And called him Jim
You have already met her. She is Della
Della finished her crying and cleaned the marks of it from her face
She stood by the window
ration
Its bad health and industrial sadness
Never helped by tofu franks or sadistic maggots
This addiction is more random
I walk door to door Mormon
The way we live is a shame, I can't hide this pain. (x2)
(master p chorus x4)
Verse 2-(master p)
Ughhh! lord the world ain't the same, from the cradel
The way we live is a shame, I can't hide this pain. (x2)
(master p chorus x4)
Verse 2-(master p)
Ughhh! lord the world ain't the same, from the cradel
a party freak) we a go fi dem
All inna dance, we a go fi dem
DJ, him live deh suh
Hey, Roach (Timeless)
Gunshot pull di door and tell dem welcome
plunge, shipwrecked
Go get your homework done, down to the books you’re spine is not enough inflected
But oh, by the way, said my father before being
means)
(By any means) You already know
I'm Mr. 334
Knock at your door (Hm)
You know how it go
I'm from down that road
I ain't have shit but hope (Hey)
Just
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