Lyrics:
weapons to show you that I'm not afraid
Take the bullets away
Take the bullets away
Am I worthless?
Am I filthy?
Am I too far gone for a remedy?
Will you
And let my truth increase my wealth in my knowledge
I wanna be the one that takes that extra stride for my prowess
But I am not opposed to dirtying my paws
Rapping is my merit
And you can't take it away from me
Cause this is all I know
I was homesick for so long
I'm back up in my home
But Macomb is not my home
move
Tools I got take a nigga out his shoes
Tools I got leave a nigga on the news"
Unc' said, "Papi, you a bad man"
He went back to digging in the trash
rounds
Tryna see a man down
Man down and crazy
When you try to phase me
Structures start breaking
Take em back to safety
And I roll with the best
Crows
a life
Then take your jewels for a memento
You make it to the outro
You got to pay for the intro
Like a nympho, ain't fuckin' around
I ain't (I'm not)
you were born to serve your maker
torn pages lost wages these demons have haunted me for ages
basically all ages tall short small favourites building
who's gonna shine for you? cnd if you don't fight
who's gonna fight for you ? Serious times require
serious minds we haffi wonder bout the right things
"Since that's how you feel, I know what to do.
Make sure she gets fixed before she takes him from you."
It's a hot August night and my sister and I are
hit by flying lead
You've not been hit by flying lead
You'd better close your eyes
You'd better bow your head
Wait for the ricochet
Ooh, ooh,
and 2
Paramedics fighting for you, who's gon' win?
The hands of time, or the hands of medicine
Don't cry, witness your fate, this is your wake
Walk by
and fucking kill it
So lethal
Not even Texas will inject us Rookies getting destroyed by the veterans
So real for so long and I know you can't stand us
Still
Written by : Victor Roberts
It’s King Vic , y’all ain’t ready for this one
Mix on mix mix ,
Let’s go ,
Too many snakes up in this grass
I'll take a bullet for my brothers if I got to
First one to pull the trigger if I gotta shoot
Won't be long for somebody make it in the news
I'm
Imagine this was the wild west
What you hearin' is cinematic
This is graphic
Take ten paces and let this nigga have it
This is rapping, don't get
As we will rule the world
Defeat the dying old crow
Let this fire burn
Sail on till you reach the promised land
We all drown in the fifth dimension
that bitch
I will go hide and you seek
A fucking psychiatric
Because damn, you are really sick
I feel the way you speak
I have been so lit, dodge bullets
the old crew met up at the bar now I'm sitting by you
Would up touching arms
No harm no foul play
Blurring the grey lines wishing for more time
Seems like
for justice
Ferguson, rest in peace Mike Brown
And all the young soldiers out there
God help us
Time to take a stand and save our future
Like we all
me differently so
I'll take that bullet
Or any other bullet
That you want me to take
Shit that's probably a mistake
Oh man
Well I'm not doing this for
the bullet time
I had that bitch curving
Best believe I'll leave
Yo ass where you stand
That's for certain
I try to make a name for myself in This industry
We off the wall, we fly, we cover the wild
We calm, we eat, we walk, we take no pity
No mercy we're makin' you
Say Uncle like Shadow
As we twist
diluted by the deception of power
That humans really think they control.. What are we but dust in the wind
Gods children but the vanity of the world takes
it takes you when the demons go
It's easy to hate that's why love is so difficult
Chew instrumentals what I need a hook for?
Insane with the flow but
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