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Re: Lyrics that make you say...."DAYUMM"!
I'm looking in my rearview, I see the World in it
I try to slow down, but I get rear ended
Pause! Like a red light, I'm dead right!
Highway to Heaven, God do you see my headlights?
Re: Lyrics that make you say...."DAYUMM"!
I got shot when I was 12,
Lost my pop when i was 14
Shot again at 20
Will I shake these old dreams?
We already have the holy water on my face
And 3 blood drops dried on the side of my eyes
Why we gotta kill our own kind when we rise?
Got me looking down the ladder now when I climb
Pulling up on my nephews
And they don't wanna drive
They wanna learn how to work the tool
And who am I not to do the duty?
And just think, if pops advice get sent through black ink
And that stinks, but homie that's real
And in the hood even steaks smell bad on the grill
I remember when you was a hustler you was a winner
Now that's like raking up leaves in the winter
And that ain't even cool, to miss a few summers
Shyt
I'll take a bite out the onion like
Fuck it!
(I,I,I, don't want you to see me cry)
And wont cry)
when he said hair braided to the back call that shit Rosa Parks hahaha dayum
I was blown away when I heard that verse last January. Quotable after quotable
"Armed and dangerous, rich and famous, young and restless
Guns and stretchers
Cristal and dubs for breakfast
I just got one suggestion - none should test him
'Cause cuz get hectic; send one through your sons intestines
Glocks knock lungs from chests, you get the portrait?
Bodies piled up on porches, it won't be gorgeous"
I got shot when I was 12,
Lost my pop when i was 14
Shot again at 20
Will I shake these old dreams?
We already have the holy water on my face
And 3 blood drops dried on the side of my eyes
Why we gotta kill our own kind when we rise?
Got me looking down the ladder now when I climb
Pulling up on my nephews
And they don't wanna drive
They wanna learn how to work the tool
And who am I not to do the duty?
And just think, if pops advice get sent through black ink
And that stinks, but homie that's real
And in the hood even steaks smell bad on the grill
I remember when you was a hustler you was a winner
Now that's like raking up leaves in the winter
And that ain't even cool, to miss a few summers
Shyt
I'll take a bite out the onion like
Fuck it!
(I,I,I, don't want you to see me cry)
And wont cry)
song name ?
"Always had a black tool,even when i was at school 'cuz bullies aren't bulletproof..."
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