all go down straight to hell. Why does the election have to be stolen? A real leader would be chosen by the citizens not his administration. This is why our country is
or wanna exist? The game changes every day so obsolete is the fist and marches Speeches only reaches those who already know about it This is how we go
rivalry click It went, oooh, oooh, oooh, oooh It ain't my fault your ass is on the asphalt Got your chin touched by my fam Who thought you brought harm
the streets is watchin me ?? cuz the beats is jockin me And all in all it was a smooth ride Except for when this dude tried to hand me this conspiracy
eyes, 'cause seein is believin my nigga And stop breathin and now your ass is leavin my nigga Protectin your chest, believin you put life in this bitch ??? (scarface) This
L but I won't smoke a L at the city Truck is big, tires is meaty, yes indeedy Excursion, lime green so I know that you'll see me Ky-Weeze done brought
it all begins Be prepared, we can allow no loose ends I highly recommend ya'll bring your arms This is no false alarm, they want to do us harm Like
in ya'll direction I'm not about to speak, finna do you mutha fuckas harm. Got 17 albums and they all sellin So tell me why the fuck my pockets ain't
goes man why ask why Sometimes I wanna get away From all the confusion causin' pollution I know you wish you could run away From this substitution Cuz
'll cop a drop wit that knees fat Y'all can't see me, best-ta believe that Chorus [verse two] This shit hit the back door, by the way Why you tryin'
drawn you're gonna feel defeat The seat occupied to the right of my God Is the reason why I've got my feet shod The word of life in the form of three Is
is yours, Truth or dare? You look as sharp as this knife, I'm not done with you and I. You said you already told me why, Well.how 'bout now? Is there
This story's a sad one, the sort that you hear all the time But this time I'll bore you with details and open your mind It's the tale of a young girl
puttin fear in my heart, who need a jumpstart My art sharp, shoot your posse apart Nigga take you on one by one, gun by gun Son by son, done by done
think this is checkers boy...But why But to be this hot when u play wit' a peppa boy...Now cry Look...Look...I don't mean no harm But u might think I
minute I step onto your street This is fight music You know why my hands are so numb? No 'Cause my grandmother sucked my dick and I didn't come, oh Smacked this
is callin' In the name of the Lord just let a nigga in 'Cuz I ain't done nuthin' wrong, but love thy self And harm other niggaz that wanna stop my health Is
See us 6 feet under ground It doesn't matter what those morons say It's Murda I N C Uh, the Lord is calling me My demons haunt me this really tortures
