Lyrics:
, that's why we walk with our guns
'Cause those without guns get killed by guns
?? the one that will kill you son
It's the same where ever we from, it's
me
And so I'm trying
To hold it all together and
Make it through the day
When I'm just dyin'
To drop it all and take your hand
So we can run away
From
, without him right here, not just in my heart
Oh, baby I just want you back, not so far away apart from where we start
I know you're gone
It is one part
on the spear flow 'em
Up in the air, into their atmosphere
Let 'em know we tooken some shit right here
There's no way of knowing where we going from here
But
with this...,then I said hold up you look familler..do I know you from somewhere?,then he says man i get around..you might know my face from here
Get 'em out by Friday
You don't get paid 'til the last one's well on his way
Get 'em out by Friday
It's important that we keep to schedule, there
Get 'em out by Friday
You don't get paid 'til the last one's well on his way
Get 'em out by Friday
It's important that we keep to schedule, there
sometimes life gets filled with pain
And there's only so much we can remove
So when you needa get away
Just take my hand and baby that's what we'll do
We
Sorry, bro, this where we end it
Won't give you the satisfaction of me giving you the business
Yeah, I guess life is a bitch, ain't it, Tip?
And each
and bae got too many ways to make it happen in this shit
But I swear I'll do whatever, its the passion in this shit
Toast to fame, If it faults, take
my mind? (Take you off my mind)
I will never forget you, no
And you will always be by my side
From the day that I met you
I knew that I would
me
But little do they know I'm covered by da lords body you gone still spin I don't know yeah probably
It's something inside me I like to end
the pledge
Now you gotta own up to that shit you said
You can't push us to the edge, Trouble from the edge
Hit the gas and we outta there
Do it for the Six
the pledge
Now you gotta own up to that shit you said
You can't push us to the edge, Trouble from the edge
Hit the gas and we outta there
Do it for the Six
put it all on the line I can't fold
Sometimes I don't know where to go but I always find my way home
I can do bad on my own pull up I'm stealing
ain't gone never hate
But them niggas hate-a-raid
This DBE shit paved the way, We made a way
Where I'm from they love the game. They make some plays then
talking that life, every night we was shooting
Selling narcotics and ducking narcotics
I duck in the alley, I do it elusive
I could remember my momma in
Ordained by the higher power son of the north from the north
He’s here and you listen a call to the new king
(Alright alright alright )
(Listen up listen up
dawg, my
Brother from another mother, talib Kweli
And this is how we do it man
Hate it or love it
Yes who fresher than I?
'didas red and black lumberjack
Freedia, baby, we was slammed right here by the Georgia dome
And I'm slammed, thinkin' bout all my bros behind the wall
They can try to stop this shit, boy,
us
There are times you may not see
Surrounded by the complicated-ish skin deep
Beauty lies where we don't know
Beneath the surface just
already know where I stay
When you here you comin' over my place
And I hear you don't you pass right by me
Don't you take too long get in the drive
It's
If I could have a chance just to change shit
I would do it all just the same it
Never crossed my mind just to leave
Cuz ya place is with me, just ya
Whitey Bulge' your horse, soldier leaving Vietnam
Pledge allegiance to the flag
Where we keep it 100 and get your money back
Pull a plug, brain dead, dope
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