Lyrics:
em down like dominos
Then found a queen to
Achieve the impossible
Are you the type that make me
Tell dem hoes adios
Cause she been by my side
Thru
was the ity bity baby
Two was the palmentor, south pole
Three was the hebrew, children
Four was the son standin at the door
Three was the hebrew,
my pants think was Lé Was
That new motherfucker only got two doors
Nigga know my crib got two backdoors
Me and my crib, we live by codes
He thought it
the Defenders of the Faith
Ghost disciples raining down. Deliver justice to your town.
Swift and painful no regrets . Live by the sword, that's what you'll get.
longer than addicts on Methamphetamine
Wagopola cherry ya Mdeva yimtshwara ko ntlung a two-timer?
Got into an argument, cherry wamhlaba ka screw driver
north Denver
women here are beautiful, overly superficial
but this is a two-way road both of us cruise with the windows rolled down
old town inebriated
door down up at Maxfield's
(Boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom
Boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom)
Dope shot the nigga wearing his hat
Huh? Detroit raised me
Detroit, let me walk you through my city
Huh?
I used to live in Section
8 housing with my pops
My hood was the gun range
I'm
talking your shit
Brother man I ain't got no regrets
We used to ride side by side
Two intellectuals with nothing to hide
Together we lost our powder
A young man died today
What have we to show?
A country split in two
A left-wing and a joke
What remains when we tear away the mask?
Who will be
Hurricane Chris-agist
Hurricane it don't
Really matta hold me down, and that ain't what you doin so you need to move around
I need somebody that's gon'
the crystal ball they can see
You and me
Ohh, time keeps ticking away
It goes by so fast
Let's live in the moment, let's make this love last
por en muerto
I live again, {?} nuevo
Lejo's the key, surrounded by {?} buenos
Espe sueno my dream, true desperado
Analog hermano, un punto {?} ano
(that you need)
keep it by the zip to the pound to the ki' (to the Ki')
used to grind for days all night (all night)
now I check my boys Bob P
(Sunspot)
Step to the beat, walk to the beat
Talk to the beat, live to the beat
Rock to the beat, fuck to the beat
Dance to the beat, pay to the beat
Fight
Rhymes go back like a PS2
Hear how we living and you see this too
You ain’t lived half the
Shit we've been through
I ain’t spitting shit that I don’t live
Hit a nigga with a raw dog flow y'all
All 4 Down Nigga Bang Bang
East Side, West Side, North Town
Hold it down for my niggas trying to maintain
on my soul
Don't wanna live in the past but I can't let it go
And I know that I'll hurt you too
Goddamn, baby won't you go
No more running down the road
CHORUSx2
It's time that some people started to show a little respect,
We all love it but we all represent,
We only have one life and we should live it
I don't fuck wit them niggas I know that they bitches
I had a message but already sent it
No this ain't tag but baby I been it
We in a two door
I'm not trying to be out here like Royalty
I'm just trying to live in a nice house With a nice girl like royally
I really don't even need toys like
Hurricane it don't really matta hold me down,
And that ain't wat you doin so you need to move around.
I need somebody that's gon cook for me, fix my plate
Dying!
Talk to someone in my click - You're All Fuckin Dying!
You beat me down and let me live - You're All Fuckin Dying!
You're All Fuckin Dying!
Ain't
(that you need)
keep it by the zip to the pound to the ki' (to the Ki')
used to grind for days all night (all night)
now I check my boys Bob P
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