m exhausted but never ever forfeit Y'all just bullshit while I knock a nigga off quick Y'all start speaking in tongues and reaching for guns A militant will put this
uptown go pick my weed up Broke, I ain't turning yo seat to a d-cup Bitch I'm a g I never did my keys up Not even half if you didn't sign the three numb
sinners All the heroes and legends I knew as a child have fallen to idols of clay And I feel this empty place inside so afraid that I've lost my faith
a working class hero to an eyesore. Rent-a-cop wanna check my building pass I gotta stifle the urge to tell him he can kiss my ass. He grants me access
a thousand dead and dying will just further their career now it's just so easy, there's a dollar to be made all we need's a giant billboard erected out
my case - all except two. It was my 14th birthday, the day that changed my life forever. My brother Michael, the one person who was my guiding light, my friend, my
see Now I welcome you all to cashville, tennekee All my life, I hustle'd all night Now I'm alright, my wrist is all ice And I did it all, without ya'll
, go, pick my weed up Broke? I ain't turning your C to a D cup **** I'm a G, I never give my keys up Not even half if you didn't sign a pre-nupt Watch
I said a rap and they took me to jail Pulled out my bank and made bail This is my story, it could not wait It all started out in the Golden State California
and my brother ride I don't rap for the plaques my contracts signed just for scraps To get you wack **** With a gun with a **** with a bat Take a ****
ever forfeit Y'all just bullshit while I knock a nigga off quick Y'all start speaking in tongues and start reaching for guns A militant will put this
see through Fuuucck you this is for my people Fuucck you this is for my people Put up your peace sign, put your index down Put up your peace sign, put
through Fuck you, this is for my people Fuck you, this is for my people Put up your peace sign, put your index down Put up your peace sign, put your
the rap money And now is all about the benjis and with this pen Like pussy I pimp this lyrics like pimping cane Leaning in my Cadillac Buffing on a
hang (x2) To all my thugs and hustlas down to ride To all my thugs and hustlas on the line (It's about to be some shit!) To all my thugs and hustlas
touch mo Menenski: Been in (?) with my killas these niggas gone hear us and fear us (they gon' feel us) with 7th sign and mo! thug all my niggas get
A prisoner of my paradox Heaven or hell Pacing up and down my cage Too soon to tell What a suffocating state to be Working class heroes Mean nothing to