amazin tellin nobody could touch that bitch Shoes my Maurie, piss by the month, he cut shock shit Anything from my hoes when I ask, I get it In the Cadillac
get angels pinnin my ankles bloody murder fuck wit Jesus He done creeping deep puttin those to sleep till I raise up on my enemies Let's get pumped for
quiz What's black in black, yo, and kills another? An ignorant sucker that isn't labelled as a brother But another So now it's time we evolve And get together
one mother Girl, I guess it's time to let you know that No one be like you So many things So many things Everything Without you There's no possibility There's
piece of love and a pit full of demons [Verse 1] Midwestside was record company comprised of all friends who grew up together and shared ends Nobody stepped on nobody's
What's black in black, yo, and kills another? An ignorant sucker that isn't labelled as a brother But another So now it's time we evolve And get together
sinnin the killin now And then nobody gets in the middle together And they tell the nigga it good to be back From prison but don't nobody feel him but
2045 (Let's get radical) Watch me now! School's in the yard, digital games When the war broke out we called your name (What's your name?) Everyone
Never Wanted To End It Like This I Guess You Gotta Let Go To Know What's Being Missed And I Still Do Wish That Things Could All Be Different But What's
we getting blowed, so let's get blowed together Let's put a five up on the dime, and hit it with the fellas [Fire] I got the Regal with the D's and Vogues
mention,I feel like I can fly Imagine old Southern night Trying to bring Sprite to something nice I ain't searching for nobody But what I do tonight Here's
together(we stick together) Like a goon(like a goon) And a snicker... behind me ha honey, she buy whatever Angel sent from heaven, thanks for putting us together! [Chorus:] That's
only one mother Girl, I guess it's time to let you know that No one be like you So many things So many things Everything Without you There's no possibility There's
of love and a pit full of demons [Verse 1] Midwestside was record company comprised of all friends who grew up together and shared ends Nobody stepped on nobody's
mention, I feel like I can fly Imagine old Southern night Trying to bring Sprite to something nice I ain't searching for nobody But what I do tonight Here's
It's written GOD will win Again and again Heaven's comin' So fast it's runnin' Listen to the angel's hummin' In the dream nobody payed to much rent
it's so wrong We went through hell together but you still stay strong When my grandma died I put my head on your shoulder When I cry, you reply let it