Lyrics:
Can't play by the rules
Only pressure I'm applying
Tell me who you leaving when
Smith & Whitney to ya' noggin'
NWLB
No witnesses left behind me
Really
at all costs
It symbolizes man
When Tha boundaries are crossed
They tried to envision
Humans in a mental prison
but Morpheus
Gave us all the decision
demons call
By the skin of their teeth they won the brawl
Look how far we came the diamonds are dancing
Remembering the days of RAFs and Stan Smiths
lethal weapons.
Tell me how your csh gone Ketchum.
When cfro Samurai and Rurouni Kenshin how you know he be stepping.
Humble brag flex a rollie while I'm
CONVERSATIONS FROM A SPEAKEASY (Feat. OMNI)
(M. Lambert/D. Smith/B. Francis/J. McDonald)
Produced by Suffa for Suffering City Productions
Written
sword for the police robeast
Cochise, write a rhyme like a book report
And sell it to a rookie you could tell by the hook he bought
You ain't know he
you're the one that say so
Go ahead kid and show the world what you made of
Everyday tryna work my way up
They gone try to bring you down
When you tryna
broke up on a crush
That's what happens when shooters choke up in the clutch
We gonna body you, and have to hook your wife to an I.V. too
Put both
people are vexing me
Everyone knows I'm impressive b
Me & my team we the best you've seen
Had to do it to evolve
But it was uncalled for
Play by my own
box
I'll break his head
With a .50 cal like i'm Max Payne
We the talk off the town
I don't play around
Won't say you a clown
You started a war
Bigger
to blame
In the field no defense we don't care about yo safety hoe
Cannot trust a bitch my bro set up by a dusty hoe
If you know you not gone blow it pussy
stay low, keep it real and sho' to come up
But when I bite you gone feel that there, it's real down here
Watch your mouth boy, you might get killed down
Ok
Hey yo, it's us versus them
Jambo
Bumia
Yeah
Vi ste gore
Mi smo dole
Yes, yes
Beeyoudee
Revolution music
So heyos
Vamonos
Listen
Are you ready
a Trackhawk Jeep
Catch him lackin', then it's R.I.P., bitch
Youngins tryna clear a crowd with the heat
When you ridin', better keep a .40 cal' by the seat
and dangerous mysteries
You think im joking? Smoke what I've been smokin
cnd I will make it back to my own penelope and if she's gone or dont remember me
When I
and you a nigga now who did it?
motherfucker no stomach they too scary to admit it
rearview mirror fucked up so I can't see when they coming
Reflexions of the Disillusioned
By Jeff Knight
Dedicated in loving memory to Jerry Wayne Smith and Willie Mae Smith
“You courageously
Those days
Those days
Gone
Gone, are those days
Those days
Those days
Gone
Gone, are those days
Gone are those days when Pearl gave Sean her pussy
Those days, those days
Gone, gone, are those days
Those days, those days
Gone, gone, are those days
Gone are those days when Pearl gave Sean her pussy
the forge the lyrical sword smith
Show you the skills i was born with
Raps Hatori Hanzo
Zatoichi with my eyes closed
It look easy when the god flow
commanding
My little baby you are more than fighter
When it's time to shine bright Zay you got the igniter
You got the Christ in you don't you ever forget
You
break them glocks out when you step in (Where yo glock at)
Better bang ya set you gone get beat if you aint reppin (Bang bang bang)
Only glocks allowed
be wonderin' what are we gonna do now)
Down with wonderful Cal (they make Humers in brown?)
Nah I just shitted on you, even haters lovin' my style
with no Clyde without you by my side
It's like a part of me died away
Since you been gone
If I spend some time without you thought I'd be okay
I
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