Lyrics:
chasing by the week
I had to run it up
I get that pack and flip it get that money
That's a double up
Young 6ixty never lack
Always taught to, pistol pack
and a true vision
Legacy's inspired 'em by the millions
Twirl 'round the word, for the children
Be a kid with anticipation
Of the Season's celebration
You're
the cold
Trying to forget that they're growing old
All the sad young men choking on their worth
Trying to be brave, running from the truth
Autumm turns
zip code number off by heart
Watched our civil war from the roof of The Empire State Building
Got home in time to catch the Late Late Show
Or else, I
If loving you is wrong I don't wanna be right
If being right means being without you
I'd rather live a wrong doing life
Your mama and daddy say
With a birds eye view
This shit is in plain sight
But its up to us
We can't blame nobody else
Clutch Swish, AYE
Won't live by a standard just handed
Yo
Older cats
Yo
Whassup Rae? What's going on Son?
Yeah I ain't see y'all cats in a long time
Y'all better be on that shit too
Older cats
tonight
I know I'll be home
The year was nineteen forty one
I was eight years old and
Far far too young
To know that the stories
Of battles
She say she want to be my wife but Nikki beat her to it
I said divorce is on way she say well u gotta prove it
We move too fast I laid into her Burkio
on porches, it won't be gorgeous
Ride with the torch, scorchin, ready to blaze
Step in me ways, kidnap your car for 70 days
And let it be said Holly Grove's
he may be pretty but where are all his lands
Salton's lands are broad and his towers they stand high
You must marry with lord salton and forget young
so I can see what no one else seeing
And I live by faith, but at times, I rely on my demons
Forgive me for my sins, Lord, I ain’t gotta lie to you
For
you live
Kill or be killed, in a battle field
Die by the skill, dawg, these streets are too real
Kill or be killed, in a battle field
Live how you die,
performer
Used to be my rib thought it was 'til death do us
She married again and I'm wishin' all the best to her
Got me looking for my mother, all I see
of charming,
Innocuous young men.
Though our mental equipment may be slight
And we barely distinguish left from right,
We are quite prepared to fight
For
your blessings every season
Thank God for the light when I see today
No be say na me holly pass oo
If God na man
Them for don waka me
Them for don waka
Never thought I'd be rappin' on the cypher
This a blessin'
Never thought I'd be rappin' for Premier
This cat's a legend
Never thought I'd get picked
No tellin' what'll come when the sun rise
Old legends retold by a young life
Soul yellin' with the love that we live by
A lost memory, a legacy, it's
I don’t be chasing the bag
Baby I am the bag
I don’t be chasing the bag
Baby I am the bag
I got too much drip to trip
I got too much drip to trip
I
Have ya screamin hallelujah
Flow like water
Spit that fluid
B*tch fell in love, got hit by Cupid
Wanna marry me? B*tch must be stupid
I'm married
like a oof bitch
U wanna be me I don't wanna be you bitch
I'm tryna live my best live till I lose it
I can't die to you niggas I'll be the one to shoot
No justice, no peace
And if there ain't gon' be no justice, there ain't gon' be no peace
Young people are enraged, and there's an easy way to stop
gonna quit the dirty coal boat|I wanna live in Newfoundland|I'll buy a suit and get married|Put a ring upon your little white hand||She nodded her head
like to live in my slot.
this worlds gone mad and it don't seem right
every night I pray to god please turn out the light
that would be my one wish!
.png/300px-The_Hollies_(1965).png "The Hollies")
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