Lyrics:
might get fooled if you come from out of town
But I'm down by law, and I know my way around
Down in the Village, you might think I'm silly
But you
a bout NIGGA
Show you what a man bout NIGGA
Never gave a damn about clout NIGGA
All my real niggas know
We Out Here NIGGA
W.O.H.
We Out Here NIGGA
W.O.H.
itchin' to get hitched
Yeah, I'm rich as a bi-, but bi-es ain't sh-
I'd rather leave a bi- in a ditch
bi-, you complain when you listen to this
But you
don't wanna be without you
referring to the money, not a girl
They're all the same, RIP Juice uh
Finesse who? Multiply by two, right back at you uh
You
to dream
And thinking how ya danced on the disco scene
Our name appears in your mind
Yeah, a name you know that was right on time
It was Phase 2 just
nothing
What you know bout hearing voices
Come from all four walls
As you start to shut down like
A car when it stalls
So when I get to feeling as if
Y'all
shit
If you need a gang to fight, you're a pussy little bitch
What
Dirty creatures, they jump out like hyenas
They're the lowest of the low, you know
you know, do something with her?” and she said “They seem to think she’s going to die.” So I went round and saw one of the nurses, they were nuns
reality, you're a casualty on the sidelines
When I'm flipping, ripping, hitting emcees with my rhymes
Some people think I'm crazy (they think we're crazy)
isn't you
I'm losing control I'm not immune
Lies and deceit in the interviews
I guess we'll just do what we got to do
Stocking up ammo at every interlude
I'ma set the bar
Step down, yeah you know who you are
Don't let that person tell you that you'll lose
They're the ones that need to move
Ok listen
And I'm thinking you stupid
You think I didn't know if we split up you'd do this?
You think I didn't know if I let you see all of the bullshit
Inside of my
thinking so much
Just stop thinking so much
Just stop thinking so much
Don't be mad when you got a pot to piss in
No missing the past it aint missing you
to dream
And thinking how ya danced on the disco scene
Our name appears in your mind
Yeah, a name you know that was right on time
It was Phase 2 just
burn
Turn rappers into ashes when they're slain, cause it's what you urn/earn//
(interlude 1)
Call it shadowboxing, beating down your reflection
Put you
a shipwreck?
Thought our love is insurmountable
He knows my heart is still aching
Never thought it would be caused by you
We're not lost forever
Lost what
your head
I can feel rain
As you get drenched to the bone
Darling
I know
It's hard to see the good when something's off
To be okay when they're not
or at least that's what I think they fucking thought when they made what I'm about to tell y'all
At the end of this verse you will be thinking on what kind
still talk about us when we've died
The end
Is just a little harder when brought about by friends
For all you care, this wine could be my blood
For
still talk about us when we've died
The end
Is just a little harder when brought about by friends
For all you care, this wine could be my blood
For
just because you know
I got it it's because of me that
We're eating right up in this bitch don't
Stretch it by asking for a lawyer
And shit" That's
Rappers all inside theyself
Like who gon' run it up
Damn,who's the winner
Who the runner up
I don't know,I gotta,I
Gotta run it up I think I
Got a chip
her she's pregnant
And they're the closest of bredrins
So she didn't stunt to tell her, I think that it's an error
You ain't a mum for a day, you
I swear these motherfuckers keep acting like they're real
On the inside they know they ain't
And they keep coming up to me thinking I'm gonna believe
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