Lyrics:
Rollin' up another swisha, listenin' to the beat again
Drankin' but we concentratin', smoke another sweet again
Steadily rewindin', trying to make
in a song and poetry
And even then y'all capitalize off of that
Y'all just want to make money, and make money
And just take us apart
Bit by bit
Brick
could start jus by a great school
They whitened all the history
Taught to us in grade school
Maybe I'm jus tripping but it's feeling like they made
Need you by my side
Can't shake this feeling
Look I could paint a thousand pictures but my eyes still on you
Know we on a break I just hope that we
you get like beyonce' and do the booty hop
Thoia thoing inspired by juice and hypnotic
It's like a virus and the whole world's got it
I had her
Everybody wanna get
All fucked up
Ladies shake it up
Mackin'-Ro shakedown
I shake the ground
When I roll through your town
I shake my glass of cognac
on occasion take life
By the time you come of age
They'll probably blast on sight
It's a shame they protect them
But try to serve us when your neck is
the vessel right
I need you by my side
We gotta turn the tide
We gotta turn the tide
They want us apathetic 'cos their hand's in our tills
Sedate us, medicate
Not today.
Niggas like us, you know we stuck in our ways.
Ask Lisa or her niece huh, I never pay 'em money.
Had a little freak by the name
bounce)
I got them girls by my side (them girls – “Uhh”, them girls- “Uhh”)
My homies, my fella's, my friends (shake, shake)
Tomorrow we'll do it again
From
Anthem
And this the Puna Boy Anthem
A Hilo nigga hating cuz a Puna boy handsome
Joking, but we done put us on the map
Got the whole fucking island saying
Anthem
And this the Puna Boy Anthem
A Hilo nigga hating cuz a Puna boy handsome
Joking, but we done put us on the map
Got the whole fucking island saying
Anthem
And this the Puna Boy Anthem
A Hilo nigga hating cuz a Puna boy handsome
Joking, but we done put us on the map
Got the whole fucking island saying
boy
On the outskirts, of what works
Live those who go for broke, and merk to get merked
Live by the sword and die by the semi
Not part of my ways, but
Come on it's Christmas
Well, come on it's Christmas time (ah-ah-ah-ah)
Here we are again
The magical season when
All of the trees are dressed
(master p)
Oh yea
It's christmas time nigga
Well muthafuckin merry christmas and new years nigga (ha,ha)
Y'all didn't think we was gonna do it again
need no sleep
We smoke weed longboard by the beach just some kids in the
Move shake slide two steps to the right now come on
Move shake vibe
We can go
Not today.
Niggas like us, you know we stuck in our ways.
Ask Lisa or her niece huh, I never pay 'em money.
Had a little freak by the name
Some even said you pull people
Over because they black
All of y'all are doin' great jobs
Keepin' your scope on us
And I refuse to believe you would
Plant
Baby, you'll be the first
I'm having phone dinner
Thank you for blessing me with your presence, Milana
We're out again, having dinner
Not a beginning
So we're gonna get louder now
Until the ground shakes beneath us
Leave our mark for the one's who proceed us
And never let the flame we lit go out
So
One, two sXTN stops by
Three, four knocks at your door
Five, six you're in trouble again
Seven, eight the cunts are back again!
The cunts are back
But me, I'm gonna shake it
So we sweat now
We've been shot down
By this endless, soaring heat
Still it grabs us, enraptures us
As we collapse to our
before.
Remember when you told me you loved me,
I could tell by the way that you fucked me.
It was like we recognised our souls from the past life it was
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