Lyrics:
Coming through like a train
Looking to take over the world is my goal
With my unstoppable crew takin' all control
You can't get none of this, we're
that outlives him
Like Malcolm did, we are out of sync
And out of time by the sound of things
Arms long like Dhalsim is how to win
Best murder machine
Telly pieces
Wearin' my fuckin' dick around they neck like Kelly leashes
My boys & me is poison we don't get along equal
Fight each other like
inside
When them lames be spittin' at you tell 'em don't even try it
To shot it wit Chelle and kick it wit Kelly or holla at be
Ya, gotta be g's you way
I am like a tree and every lyric is a timb
Spilled brews and greasy foods got my car smelly
Some be so high, they believe they fly like R. Kelly
I know it's hard to believe but my words, we have to try to learn too like I do
And just take it from me who was woken up by the horrors of war
By
)
Penthouse on the top floor
Baby welcome to Singapore (Baby welcome to Singapore)
Everyday is a blessing (Yeah)
I learn it by not stressing (Yeah)
No need for
My wardrobe is full of poison as I'm drowning in it
This war is making me feel like I could take my final breathe
I can't escape the feeling
Life forever i'm now over a year clean
And I'm so grateful for that
I think passion is good because
It motivates you and it
Gives you the drive that you
everyone was trying to become the next Spice Girls or Backstreet Boys. I got rejected over and over. The funny part about being rejected as a teenager is
We're at war
And this is how wounded soldiers love
Can't you feel our hearts beating
We're at war
I vowed to never love again
My soul was on lockdown
Aftermath, gettin' money
West Coast get ya ass up
You know what this is
Crusin' down the street
Watchin' biatches roll by pimpin'
You, that's all I
telling myself our thing is done for
Time to bite the bullet, end the war
How do you
Manage to
Make me go
Back to you
Every time
You're not mine
The design
telling myself our thing is done for
Time to bite the bullet, end the war
How do you, manage to, make me go, back to you
Every time, you're not mine,
your fuckin' rap war
This is HiPower, ese, you don't want a street war
Over ten years, you don't want no beef
Gangsta rap once reflected real life
a book out called The Emperor Wears No Clothes. The author's name is Jack Herer. It's published by Queen of Clubs, and I think there's ads for it in High
sofa
Watch my pupils dilate, one more will put me over
Thought it was a fire brigade, the coppers pulled us over
If love is war than I'm a fucking
face or
Would he say you looking for heaven but hell is that way
We gotta walk by faith not by sight
We gotta walk by faith not by sight
We gotta walk
the war, till the war, till the war is over
standing at attention, ready for permission
…from being sergeant to the …
now you are my my captain, captain,
the boy in the swamp didn't know he was killed by advisers
So please be reassured, we seek no wider war.
And fires were spitting at forests in defoliation
this difficulе time that we all live in
No trust! No faith! There is war around!
And only way is to deny everything to cross the bound!
All over
them I'm jizzin all over it
Dope women fuckin position ya ass where my tummy is
She definitly did put on for her city
Two smut nasty chick nuthin wrong
Telly pieces
Wearin' my fuckin' dick around they neck like Kelly leashes
My boys & me is poison we don't get along equal
Fight each other like
Rally Around the Flag
The king is the bringer of death
Elected by white folk who are off on that meth
Yes I resist to my very last breath
Yes I
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