Lyrics:
gates of heaven, to hell fire's burnin' door
It don't matter where you take it, 'cause it's been there before
It's been there before
They came from
here
I’m right by yo side shorty don’t fear
Loving yo mind it’s so sincere
While I’m on road I hope you gone hold
Me down take the wheel baby here steer
and your sister from the jailhouse (jailhouse)
When you died, I was doin' time, I couldn't bail out (bail out)
Sometimes my stomach be hurtin' right by my
out here grinding, never stopping, it's unanimous
Independent and relentless, my flow's unanimous
They thought I couldn't make it, now they all
Master P (uh)
Got a blow job from Paula Jones, and stuck it so far in her mouth
My balls broke both of her collarbones (ow!)
Told Mya this shit was all
Master P (uh)
Got a blow job from Paula Jones, and stuck it so far in her mouth
My balls broke both of her collarbones (ow!)
Told Mya this shit was all
risk
Or potential in a bitch who know nothing apart from take dick
Art is a luxury, Art is a luxury they say, I say it's everywhere around us
The reason
Got a few ties just enough to get by, my shooter 90 percent from the line
Make sure my nigga get a slice of the pie, i know for me they put they life
it's about time
Get in touch with Fanny you know that she's the one
Who sent me here with her regards for everyone
Take a load off Fanny, take
life
But they'll never get It, like they brain is missing
Ask him, "do he see the point?" yeah I know he didnt
Yeah I know he didnt
Had to take a line
a fraudster
Death before dishonour
Look the sunset, now we on another venture
Take your Benz from here to Tijuana
Sit up on a beach and sip pina colada's (Yea)
too bad at all
Will I get by?
My indecisions where to go from here
It's buggin' me
And I sit by
While all decisions made
Made for me to take in
by myself I endured
See my hustle is pure I ain’t never gone stop
I just the recipe y’all can have the whole pie yeah
See I been out the way
Ain’t
Pole with the heat Ion lag
Eyes roll when I speak and I brag
Humble soul and Ion mean it like that
On my own got me tweaking like that
Don't take long if
Yeah, fuck a nigga played and got slopped, slopped
Yeah, fuck a nigga played and got slopped, slopped
Made it from nothin' to somethin', yeah
Yeah,
won't stand your trial
You can take it out on me, yeah
I've been to hell but I've learned to keep my cool
Holdin' onto the Devil, got him by the throat
maybe cause we took they
broad simmer down guard you know you don't want it
with the squad.aye listen,
hear me loud and clear even though it loud in here
And your still
Being chased by the storm and
It's dry as fuck
Your only one that's runnin'
You can't take a break
Constant rain is down pouring
The flood has
real ass nigga from the east bay
?w-e-l-l-t-e-p-are-o-o-f?
For the niggas who kid yourself by losin' your fuckin' death
Bloaw! bloaw!
Cap, we do it
Holding on by a thread, but I feel us here
It's already over
On my shoulder rest your head
I won't lie I'm scared
I don't want it to be over
It was
from the ground
Roses by the roots stolen from the roofs on parade days
Look at them rain down
I was brought here a slave
But I leave here a pharaoh
live it the fullest
Just know its levels to this shit
Know your role and play it right
Closest niggas be your enemies they trynna take your life
I done
not get tired
Never run from the outcome
In the land of destruction
Above us all
On my side is the sun
And I bask in it
While the system steadily takes
More money, more problems, tell me what's worse
Gettin' audited by the government, givin' up millions to the IRS
Or havin' to take a paternity test
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