That it's better after death if we suffer and pray Even though they fuck us off in this life today And that white Jesus hangin on the wall in church ain
before but times is rough I need enough to make my feet warm [Hook] 2X "I woke up to some haze holding my pen steady They say the Lord on his way tell
survived after 15 years And ready to go 15 more Three-fourths of every store has only rap on their racks Rap force goin' strong, on and on Take a few
A new type of tune'n, risin', boomin' When I need a cut I see Scott, for proper groomin' I'ma go on and flow on and turn my microphone on Then blow on
tear they ass to shreds, leave 'em in bloodshed Incidents like this, I take trips Lay up in Miami with Tamika and Tammy Some Creole C-O bitches I met on
's yard, yeah, bein' hard headed You told me I would get it, you said it And boy did I get it but after you spanked me, you hugged me Kissed me on my
many remember their first dance? How many remember their first chance? Riding on swings giving you candy rings The more I think about it the more candy I bring Going on school trips
world baby boy, fuck it, I'm colder Animals on my back keep my warm, my armor Frank Lucas persona, warmin' coke up in the sauna Let me warn ya, trip against
contact this Bitch ass judge who was paid off, soon after that he got laid off I'm lettin' niggas know you tryin' to stop a muthafucka's flow Hold your
contact w/this Bitch ass judge who was paid off Soon after that he got laid off I'm lettin' niggas know you tryin' to stop a muthafucka's flow Hold your
vida loca It's called the crazy life Back with some shit that some people flip on Before your trip ese, here's something for you to trip on Talking about
and you've got what I want We both like what we see, I like the way you love me With you soft Brown skin, Mexican, big brown eyes As I trip on with Mary
blue Three deep in a rag 62 Hitting switches like bitches after the brew And pulling homicides on snitches like you (That's what we do) [Frank V] Everything you heard was real on
on a Ouija board And I was born the next day, Violent J When I was 14, I tripped on the train track And I was crushed right there on the steel rack
t want my nose to grow They started tripping on me, busting and flipping on me So I had to front and say yo, true, stick it on me I started smoking to
out on that hoe stroll on block five Ya catch a fever and get no breather either beat it Or break it to break it down through it I need it Look for trips
little Christopher What the F you think im spittin' for? I'm not living for the ---, living the given is difficult, Gotta live it up but life is pitiful, A pedestal, I put myself on