a yellow Caprice Classic I got a wig on them, city boys ain't gon' recognize all four of us Jay and John with fifty cousins from the Bolding family We
North, South, East, to the West Soldierz throw ya rag, killaz how ya' vest Flashin' red lights, runnin' from the rollerz If life was a movie, 'Cut', pass
m dealing wit drama Send me one of them mangie ass niggas Runnin' home, cryin' to Mama So I kick the door to eliminate the whole situation Fuckin' wit me, me will ended up, having his family
trunk The punk thought I was bluffin', but swear I'm nothin' nice Before I take your life, first wrestle with these, mics I listen to him scream, Tray
done, I've had enough Drink tonight, gonna drink tonight Don't care what my family thinks Drink tonight, gonna drink tonight It's my life so pass those
on the midnight ceiling Now she's falling, now she's kneeling It's almost like she's bowed in prayer A savior she's about to bear She screams for help
[Q] Forever united, we walkin this planet of gasses True to all my niggas till my life span passes [S] With the (shhh) sound of the pyro camp
to fill this loneliness A married couple with kids and a family pet He takes for granted that it's all good, and things are set But she feels no passion
fill this loneliness A married couple with kids and a family pet He takes for granted that it's all good, and things are set But she feels no passion
I, Rebel in S Ya highness, blessed to electrify With voltage of an eel, truth that I reveal'll Rush the amateurs who screamed to keep it real Caesar
New York City This story takes place, in 1993 How many nigs did we get so far? I couldn't care to count Just snatch em up quick If he scream, I'ma
highness, blessed to electrify with voltage of an eel, truth that I reveal'll crush the amateurs who screamed to keep it real Caesar black down hoodied
way A voice cries from the wilderness of the North A representation of the families that lost one All victims of incarceration Or other divisions of the family
Karma (Chorus: Ming Xia) Welcome to the Karma Hotel Looks like Heaven but could be Hell Where pleasant screams transform to yells And every suite
, there's Football Fridays We pack the kids an' we head out We climb the stands and pass the band And join the hometown crowd An' scream for little town
tracks and he said, "Hey goat Would you like to live with me? I've got a house with a pick-up truck In a place across the sea" I said, "Sure, why not, I've got no family
I was up and out my mothers house at 17 Been a grown ass married man ever since Family reunions, I'm talked about but never seen Cause I learned that
die Ali's a big teddybear Till they scream, "Stop slammin the car door, that's my fuckin head in there!" Your teeth are everywhere, I serve your family