Lyrics:
or the crime Ima still shine
heavy on the street talk cut your life support short
never had no love for you so there is no love lost
strictly enforced
inside, to get free one day”
She answered:
“I’m smiling yet, but how can I feel good if my emotions are destroyed by you?”
Don’t you think that you’re so
never had her
You can be sick in the brain
I'm mentally insane
So You ain't gone understand this thang
My dad was a Skitzo
And Now I do skits in his name
(Lil Steezy):
cndre bro, stop talking all your shit
cnd say it to my face, you fat pussy
(cI):
We love Steezy
(Lil Steezy):
You a bitch bro (yeah
so as we eagerly await your come out
I'm constantly avoidin comin in
But either way we gon walk again, side by side
CMC till I die
When they setenced
she love me
See the demon all up in my eyes
Put him on the page
That nigga tripped 'cause his
Shoes were untied
Go against the gang, y'all niggas
Y'all
Fighting fighting
Was it worth it though?
He was the one that did you dirty though
Feed off my energy bleed in this melody
So in time we can find
The nine's gonna getcha
Skit's so frantic shoot rhymes
Like an automatic
Niggas panic when I let go the static frail
One step ahead in the future
Don't need
, skit, skit in her face, then I'm out by the morn
Ayy, she don't wanna talk to me no more, she still my baby
Romeo and Juliet, shawty couldn't save me
I can feel the Boo Ki ness in your element
I can feel the Boo ki ness in the medicine
So it's water for me my G that's relevant
And All the bread
a punctured lung
Like, shit then, man, he should've been dead
Skengs in cars or skengs in peds
Heard that gang love aim for the legs
Then tell me why Tugz got
to do that skit Nigga
Hit they block and do your Dougie on them bitch Niggas
If I catch a Nigga out in public ima strip niggas
But if I see the Nigga by
live by the code
But still tweaking
Put it in yo face
Them diamonds be becking
Vvs be becking
Treat a dime like a skit
We can link
We can fuck
is the new whack
So it's safe to say we're in Bonnie says Cheadle
On the outskirts of our army, we scare people
But it's not for evil, up with hawks
dinero
Like Joe Pesci, Hov' is so deadly
In the middle of the ocean, racin on jet skits (*PYOOM!*)
Get your mind right or get it on your left sleeve
come out the gate
You get crushed the unit's in the building
Running with goons, lot of millions
So take heed, you see the stampede
Get crushed
I sayin'
the hottest ting in the school (in the school!)
She was so sweet (so sweet!)
She was so fine (so fine!)
Let me take you back and tell you how I made her mine
the Devil, so I escaped the mental casket
Use to pop acid, trapped in that white boy magic
World started looking like plastic
Blind to the world but I adjusted
sirens on, I doubt if we stop
[Professor]
I wish that he would, I bet he in there wishin he could
Computers chips up under the hood by Jacob
[King
all my charges
Now I do commercials, I'm so controversial
Everytime they see me, they hatin'
They hate when I win but they love when I sin
These
ruckers
Ever had a girl leave you
While you still love her
Ever had your boy run while you in trouble
Ever had a turncoat in your pack
Ever had the enemy
flashing wit his badge
And shining light in my face
Plus he keep his right hand right by his waist
The wrong move will get a gun right in my face
fuck it, oh well
A nigga flow so well, I'm like a sampling kit
Give a fuck 'bout who get pissed about by samples and skits
Niggas mad I'm remixing
in broad daylight
The only way you live if it don't spray right
But you out your death wish so if I miss you'll be facin barrels by midknight
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