Lyrics:
to hell for what I wanna do
You are stacked and that is a fact
Frank Lloyd Wright would appreciate that
I am pious, I am zealous
I'm religious about your
gone
Life stops unless you count the foxes or the night watch
I'm on Lime Street, stuck as I stare up at the Lloyd's
Innards on display, shadows dance in
town, for all of you Lloyd’s I’m dumbing it down, if Eminem’s king im crayons to crowns, I don’t do clocks my time is right now
I’ll manifest dreams
lurk
Blood on my hands, I'm killing this verse
Pass it to Lloyd that nigga goin work
Watch how you step, right foot left
When you thinking of approaching
on my back, but it's sore
Ready or not, I'm tryna settle the score
See I come from a town where it's a war
Like Lloyd Banks, they got a Hunger for more
, move with u
I wanna ride
Your the type that just don't care
If its you I want
Then I'm gonna come and get you
And see what's really good with you
years
Uh, niggas talk that crazy shit and, ain't never been on no drill
Yeah, I just got text from ma, what you doin', I'm in that field ma
I'm just
DON'T KILL THE MESSENGER
CH#1
I'm just here to tell you what you don't want to hear I'm just the messenger - Don't Kill The Messenger I'm just trying
in the hood boy, boy
Why you ain't smack boy, boy?
Well he got somethin' on his mind, you know what I'm sayin'?
I'm tryin' show a little love to him
Uh (DMX, Sisqó)
Yo, what these bitches want from a nigga?
Dru Hill, you know what I'm sayin'?
What these bitches want from a nigga?
Hmm (Ruff
on tracks wit Kwill and Kalais we win like a Mega Zoid
(When on tracks wit Kwill and Kalais)
I just be out of this world I do what i want like i surf
of pressure and pain
I thought it would change
But its stayin' the same
[Verse 3 - Lloyd Banks]
How many of them boys is with ya
When you had that little TV
Uh (DMX, Sisqó)
Yo, what these bitches want from a nigga?
Dru Hill, you know what I'm sayin'?
What these bitches want from a nigga?
Hmm (Ruff
heart is where it's at;
Muthafucka just look if you don't believe a nigga
No acts,
I only kick facts
I'm horrible with fiction
I feel I'm who these niggas
tone)
Sorry you didn't reach me this da answer machine
Sorry I'm not by the phone (I'm not by the phone)
But ya know that I'm gone call ya when I get
Welcome, welcome
Life is what you make it
[VERSE 1] {Ness}
Hit the bricks chicks like, 'Damn where you been Lloyd''
Locked up with a bad case
let your wife roam, she want a divorce now
You niggaz ain't this gully, play it I paint your skully
You never take this from me the riders and all
the place, top runner in the race
Nike fanatic
Spent spring-summer winnin' rings
Look what happened to Ma$e
I hope you see them same light as him
My tape pound
Lloyd's of London will be loaded when they go
We will all fry together when we fry
We'll be French fried potatoes by and by
There will be no more misery
shit
Why don't you just step the fuck up
Get in my face and see what's happens
I'll take you out you won't know what happened like poof its magic
Yea I
{Olivia}
I make it hot
{Lloyd}
G-Unit
{Olivia}
I make it hot
{Lloyd}
Olivia, let's go
What's up ladies, I'm back baby
The boy
{Olivia}
I make it hot
{Lloyd}
G-Unit
{Olivia}
I make it hot
{Lloyd}
Olivia, let's go
What's up ladies, I'm back baby
The boy
[50 Cent]
G-Unit!
[Chorus: x2 50 Cent]
Baby you got, you got, you got, you got what I want
Baby you got, you got, you got, you got what I need
what it felt like, all we did was argue
Relationship effecting my businesses and my art too
So by 2019 it was over
And then 2020 niggas dealing with
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