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  • Someday i'm gonna be walkin down the streets
    Mindin my own business and bam

    I'm gon' be shot by some pig who's gonna swear
    That it was a mistake

    I accept that as a part of my destiny

    Yo aiyyo aiyyo

    Aiyyo let my ****** live
    We show and prove get paper catch me in the caper on shrooms yo
    Let my ****** live
    We real ****** that's god-body challenge anything make major moves
    Let my ****** live
    We giants live off the land lions post with iron no pryin rules
    Let my ****** live; aiyyo let my ****** live
    Handle your bid and kill no kids
    Millionaire feat whole family eat; yo y'all ****** is weak
    Got a bird beak chirp chirp speak
    Kids that's rich that'll run in your ***** and by the third week
    Yo mark my word me and my herb speak
    That's that fire move like schwinns yo
    Invisible pens that write light leave blends
    Hit with the jf kennedy shot
    Smash with the acapulco rifle got got
    Bolt off but got clocked
    Legendary here custom made it s*it bladed word up
    Design your alphabet reps get graded
    We in get-high saloons big bag of shrooms arm's length
    Home of allah's ten big rooms
    So what we up in here modelin large with rigorous moves
    Exotic gods bust my hammer at frauds
    Call him a live merchant dressed in all red that's right y'all
    Gucci jumper x-5 gettin more head

    I scream at the mirror curse askin god "why me "
    Run in the black church gun in my hand y'all try me
    I'm god-son son of man son of marcus garvey
    Rastafari irie ha-ile selassie
    Police'll try to break us but the streets raised us
    It takes more than metal bars we destined for ours
    I hear murder plans from ********** with elephant hands
    Snots in they nostril the blocks is hostile
    There's no pots to piss in glocks is spittin
    Rocks cookin underground bodies stiffin cops look at bird s*it
    Drop on the window pane the oxygen is c*****e
    It drove lots of men to die with no name
    I been on boats nut down throats pee on b*****s who famous
    Pretty **** puttin stitches in they anus
    I'm the animal that hugh heffner created
    The only ***** sade dated the most hated nas *****

    Roughneck reppin the set bang 'em twice in the neck
    C o flip and jerk the whole yard rec
    Block vets pop barettas glocks and tecs
    You're no threat gun talk the language of the project
    Checkin shorty with the +black tail+ stance leapord pants
    Yellin **** her man makin killings off her lap dance
    Plus the young guns runnin the slums funds is major
    Drugged out got you huntin for crumbs stuck to the razor
    Semi-autos roar in the building hall
    Symptoms of bloodsport the slugs are still in wall
    Call it a new york state of mind gotta take mine
    In the daytime the jakes'll hit ya forty-one times
    So i live by the sword and obey hood laws
    Make my team click like high heels on wood floors
  • [00:01.55]Someday i'm gonna be walkin down the streets
    [00:03.88]Mindin my own business and bam
    [00:06.21]
    [00:07.22]I'm gon' be shot by some pig who's gonna swear
    [00:10.30]That it was a mistake
    [00:11.61]
    [00:12.55]I accept that as a part of my destiny
    [00:14.57]
    [00:24.83]Yo aiyyo aiyyo
    [00:27.74]
    [00:28.43]Aiyyo let my ****** live
    [00:30.10]We show and prove get paper catch me in the caper on shrooms yo
    [00:33.37]Let my ****** live
    [00:34.66]We real ****** that's god-body challenge anything make major moves
    [00:38.21]Let my ****** live
    [00:40.03]We giants live off the land lions post with iron no pryin rules
    [00:43.59]Let my ****** live; aiyyo let my ****** live
    [00:47.07]Handle your bid and kill no kids
    [00:48.91]Millionaire feat whole family eat; yo y'all ****** is weak
    [00:52.28]Got a bird beak chirp chirp speak
    [00:53.91]Kids that's rich that'll run in your ***** and by the third week
    [00:57.35]Yo mark my word me and my herb speak
    [00:59.35]That's that fire move like schwinns yo
    [01:01.15]Invisible pens that write light leave blends
    [01:03.49]Hit with the jf kennedy shot
    [01:05.24]Smash with the acapulco rifle got got
    [01:07.96]Bolt off but got clocked
    [01:09.71]Legendary here custom made it s*it bladed word up
    [01:12.10]Design your alphabet reps get graded
    [01:14.23]We in get-high saloons big bag of shrooms arm's length
    [01:17.19]Home of allah's ten big rooms
    [01:19.07]So what we up in here modelin large with rigorous moves
    [01:21.87]Exotic gods bust my hammer at frauds
    [01:24.57]Call him a live merchant dressed in all red that's right y'all
    [01:28.03]Gucci jumper x-5 gettin more head
    [01:29.99]
    [01:50.65]I scream at the mirror curse askin god "why me "
    [01:52.85]Run in the black church gun in my hand y'all try me
    [01:55.40]I'm god-son son of man son of marcus garvey
    [01:57.90]Rastafari irie ha-ile selassie
    [01:59.28]Police'll try to break us but the streets raised us
    [02:03.15]It takes more than metal bars we destined for ours
    [02:05.78]I hear murder plans from ********** with elephant hands
    [02:08.64]Snots in they nostril the blocks is hostile
    [02:11.00]There's no pots to piss in glocks is spittin
    [02:13.50]Rocks cookin underground bodies stiffin cops look at bird s*it
    [02:16.81]Drop on the window pane the oxygen is c*****e
    [02:19.50]It drove lots of men to die with no name
    [02:21.69]I been on boats nut down throats pee on b*****s who famous
    [02:25.06]Pretty **** puttin stitches in they anus
    [02:27.20]I'm the animal that hugh heffner created
    [02:28.86]The only ***** sade dated the most hated nas *****
    [02:31.22]
    [02:54.20]Roughneck reppin the set bang 'em twice in the neck
    [02:55.85]C o flip and jerk the whole yard rec
    [02:57.40]Block vets pop barettas glocks and tecs
    [02:59.47]You're no threat gun talk the language of the project
    [03:02.41]Checkin shorty with the +black tail+ stance leapord pants
    [03:04.71]Yellin **** her man makin killings off her lap dance
    [03:07.64]Plus the young guns runnin the slums funds is major
    [03:10.23]Drugged out got you huntin for crumbs stuck to the razor
    [03:12.94]Semi-autos roar in the building hall
    [03:14.43]Symptoms of bloodsport the slugs are still in wall
    [03:17.40]Call it a new york state of mind gotta take mine
    [03:20.39]In the daytime the jakes'll hit ya forty-one times
    [03:22.64]So i live by the sword and obey hood laws
    [03:25.60]Make my team click like high heels on wood floors