Lyrics:
It's like when two worlds clash
I cause explosions leave a helluva blast
Guns, cash in my hood whole crews get smashed
The innocent killed, with
front lawn
No surprise to you
You broke both of our lives in two
You crushed our vows, threw them all away
Now, it's clear, discarded me on my front lawn
fuck the man
by the man we meant the
corporate government
taught us all this
gangster shit
Sit dooown
shut up shut up
Sit down
Sit dooown
shut
[Verse 2]
Everyday battles tainting our lives, we cant move on..
Betted on the many that seemed authentic, and they turned twofaced before long..
Doing
grapes
Into spirits that clear us and clarify minds
Up at nine to blinking signs and shattered lives
Of bored housewives flipping channels
In robes
Ayo
Feel this shit right here
All my block niggas, gimme a second dogs I got us I swear to God
Feel this shit right here
[Beanie Mac]
Aiyyo, from
nah nah the man wasn't really that what
One nine four two hits my system
Man get way too frosty buzzy
Girls from the past that lost me love me
Same ones
Seasons went one after another
As people go by through our lives
Leaving a fragile trail
In our personality until time
It can’t be explained
the end of heartache
No Roderick Strong
Hiding my thoughts like I was taught
Sip till I'm out of it, Dawg
Where pride goes, shame follows
Throttled by
Pulling up with two securities they cannot touch us
Ay
Feel my energy
Ay
Huh huh huh huh
Pulling up with two securities they cannot touch us
Rolling
(Bullock) was given to us by one of the following slaveowners, David Bullock, Jesse Bullock, or Joshua Bullock, who resided in Edgecombe County, North
[Intro]
[Bridge: Case Bargé]
Like(x4) Im in a tragedy, surrounded by casualties
trying to live lavishly
I want it for us all why these niggas mad
To live is Christ,
To die is Gain
I asked myself am I a slave
Working for the finer things in life
'Cause I don't ever wanna lose control
Gain
the right guy
You deserve to live a bit of life
Don't act suprised
By tonight u gon be in yo groove
I can tell u only trust a few
Let it up girl give me
homies and we're chilling like a villains
And we're killing the beat and then we be killing it in life soon
Taking the world by storm
You can call us
live my life by the gun
I love smokin swisher sweets
Uh, now fuck them bitches that say we hiside
cause we pass by and don't speak
(Pimp see
her esophagus
UCR there ain’t no stopping us
And I can’t let go of goals that I got
Smoke by the ounce, that’s a whole lotta pot
Damn I lost count,
than, when two of us we go rapapan
Play your guitar go ratatan
Fight for your love I go Jackie Chan
Peace to me, peace to the rasta man
Fly
seek
I was dead in my sin
But God made me alive
Together with Christ Jesus Ephesians 2 verse 5
I'm seated in heavenly places by his grace I've been saved
I had a partner named Courtney
Dead, pulled by a van, blood gone from his head
I had another partner named Terry
Dead, he tried to flee the scene
they ass
Runnin' to the radio
And the tv issues and views
Shaped by one sided news
Got us like
Planet of the apes
Under cds and tapes
Preachy
us in this hell hole
They found my ancestor mothers, brothers sisters left the motherland
By brutal force and by the choice of a Killa Klan
Nobody
It's all great then
I'm glad to see ya, basically
Yeah, yeah
But on the real though dog
How you living though?
Who me? Shit
I got two boys
so cold.
Whoa
Yeah
Ooh
Lemme talk to ya,
Cold winter nights
By myself
Blankets just won't do.
I need your help.
Cause I don't wanna miss the way your
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