Lyrics:
freedom ain't free, we got to do it together
That means (what?), by whatever means necessary
I'm doing God's work, so that means I'm too blessed to worry
don't deserve it?
I know you got my last two letters, I wrote the addresses on 'em perfect
So this is my cassette I'm sending you, I hope you hear it
time to cut loose ends
Will u let it die on me
Let it die on me
Do dey really love me
Got me questioning myself
Like is dey really for me
Can I count
cloudy wit me
Go get your gun and get rowdy wit me
It's a Holiday dog, mouth big, you could swallow the four
Don't you ask me what I'm robbing you for,
list, that's why
He's a Ruff Ryder nigga, Ryde or Die nigga
By the way, did I tell you that my name is Kiss?
Yo, whether it's dope money or rap
takin' shots, I'm placin' bets and takin' pots (takin' pots)
You make a move, I make it hot (uh-huh)
You makin' moves, nigga? You take ice cubes, then,
judgment comes 4 u)
So tell me what your gonna do
When there ain't no place 2 hide
When judgment comes 4 you
'cause its gonna come 4 you
[Chorus]
Don’t you know who I’m talking about?
Live free or die
Believe what i say there ain’t no doubt
take a look in my eyes
Verse#4
The second amendment
Gives
your my ride or die.
you a down ass bitch,
who dont take no shit,
keep it real though,
and still look fly.
real talk,
ima tell you out the whip,
it aint
know what they probably saying
That mother fucker crazy
But guess what your baby moms think
That nigga so amazing get it poppin (yea)
Who you know do it
you wanna notify?
Or would yo' ass deny that yo' ass about to die?
If you had twenty four hours to live just think
Where would you go?
What would you
come get that energy
Know I got it lock
I gotta block
But I give you the key
You got my back you wonder what if I
I got your back, you know that good
Fa sho
I got my gat
So you know what that means
It's a bust back thang, I ain't goin' out like a hoe
When you comin' to get me I got the four four
was realer than me
I'm 'bout to take 'em 4th quarter
I can feel it in me
Catch 'em on the inbound
Watching for the shot clock
5-4-3-2-1, pull up for
?
Erick Sermon break it down
[Hit Squad] The head banger
"Yeahhh, head crack, head crack"
Verse Two: Erick Sermon
SURPRISE, you wonder where I've
my fucking chest, 1, 2, 3, 4, 5
I feel it in my fucking chest, Chest Pains 1, 2, 3, 4, 5
Verse 2
I be the pain in your chest when u wake from a deep
please
One, two, three, four
Show me, show me, show me, show me, show what you got
Come on, come on, come on, come on, ready or not
La-la-la-la-la,
Take my demons pour 'em down the sink
How I see things now, it ain't the same
I'm back on track, you gon' know my name
I got wasted 'cause I didn't
hate this
Take back the body I'm in
What I see is not me, what I see is not me
One, two, grapefruit
Wish I could change overnight
Three, four
Baby it's ya prerogative what you do
I don't give a damn what he think about you
All i know is one plus one is two
We can lay back while we sip a few
These niggas ain't right (let's get it, let's get it)
And I'm die Y, and I'm die Y
Free Nine, free Zoo, I'm die Y (L's)
Two-door, you know
On Pluto
(Intro) (0:00 - 0:20)
UDB GG C2G
I wanna baddie, need me a baddie (4x)
(Hook) (0:20 - 0:40)
By my side (by my!) Ride or die (ride or!) Sacrifice
seek to find until your dying
'Cause I got too much to stay awake for
To sleep or even take four seconds out the game it's time to wage war
Scissors,
the angels
I'm fly
You a fly fisher
You lie
You die
Goodbye
Zip 'em up [x4]
[Verse 2]
C'mon
You showed you ain't got respect soon as you diss me so sudden
So
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