Lyrics:
ya black
The punk got X-amount of shots, take one to your back
BOO-YAA-KAA! Mr. Ripper did the shooting
Cops heard the shots, shit's hot 'cause
and outta town with a package got me nooed
cuz i rather take a chance
before i ever be employed by a cracka who don't view
me as a man but as a boy
cash
on and take this as a last warning
Dont d-d-d-dont dont do that
Dont dont d-dont dont do that
Dont d-d-d-dont dont do that
If you dot wanna get slapped
Yeah, yeah
Mmm, yeah
Lit it up, I'm the one that's feeling on fire (It's lit)
Live it up, looking at my G, we go higher
I earned the whole
My nigga picture it
My whole wrist is lit
Used to take them pissy lifts
Was sleeping in my niggas crib
Still putting packs up in the microwaves
smoke
Mothership, microchips get injected
In my throat all off the books
Taxes implemented by the fascists
Got me lighting books of matches
Burning cities
mustard I loosen her bustier
You know Frank Nitty said take them clothes off
Mo by the case, no white, Mowett dark
And who got a light, it's time
put food on the table but hold up a minute and listen my g
I got a tell you what happened to me my story be told so please take a seat
Both of my
and blasting at me
About 20 shots, they never hit a nigga G
I was running low, trying not to get popped
Got chased by hundred white cops
I got shot then I
Governmently engineered like E Bola for this rap garage sale
by this industry I'm trying not to get fucked like 2Pac in jail
You can hate me, but await me like
from the bottom where half these cats are deceitful
Where niggas drive by and double back like the sequel
Lethal, I'm the goat, rappers should take
plain facts
She laid down in the road, where the people go by
And she declared herself willing to try
I laid down beside her
But all I could see
where he'd die
Found a note in a bottle was his body really swallowed by the sea
It's fine all the splendid time that he had
It's fine but that splendid
down.
But I can't stop now, 'cause' this is all I've got.
We could step aside and watch the cars go by,
Only counting the white ones
Or take a ride
we break hearts
And crack rib praps, take trips far
Shop at the gap, ten by the rap gods
Shoot the git, so I blessed it with some weed, bacon, eggs
sore
Can lose your place or
Keep a view of the game score
Go ahead and get a picture
Im staying up by a bunch
Ill take these punks to brunch
They couldnt
out
I get up in the morning, take a pee, and light up that good tree
Old girl often ask me why I always get so high
Because it keep me in touch
rhymes out of our heads
Early mornin, break of dawn'n
At the hotel, we be yawnin
Take off your clothes, take off mine
Sun is shinin I'm feelin fine
Stop
being a major waste of space
Ayy we B knowing that you wanna C me
Take the D be an E-zy way to please me
F you if you not my G don't say H.I.
JK take
Marc died you decided to leave
What's mad is when I look at you, i'm reminded by me
If I was unhappy and wanted freedom i'd take it
If I wanted to make
you'd slap me say money go get you some, uh!
Cause I was raised up by a G
Received my teachings from the queen
From getting caught with hella Ps
fuck you, fuck you, you already know
I wanna fuck you, fuck you, you already know
Money in the air as mo' fair
grab you by your coat tail
Take you
the losing team
I don't sleep much but I used to dream
Then I woke up and started chasing mine
Took a look at my G-Shock and said don't rush it
Take your
You don't really want God in your life
You don't really want God in your life
[Chorus: x3]
The bread of life
Drop jewels and take flight
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