1st lyrics

Sat, May 29, 2010 at 4:00 PM By: †j

Here comes anotha mornin
It feels like god damn torcherin
But afta when we smoke some
Tha pressure will fosure gone
If ya think this is cool
Ur tha fuckin fool
No 1 ain't shit about us here
Our hommies are the thugs here
Don't tryna act like fair
Coz this world itself unfair
Never forget about Allah upstair
After when i gone to air
I have to sit on my judgement chair
Just be a good follow ur road
Don't tryna step in our world
We do smoke a crack
Its a main rule of tha track
We don't give a fuck this is our sick
Always got my way thats my dirty trick
Don't be so hate boy
We know ur a fake toy.

I know ur haten watchu see
U make us better coz of ur jealousy
U can't hide natin ain't shit is private
U can't believe natin ain't shit is real
Thats the way of real deal

Keep talkin i'll blast ya face
Dodge it if u can whateva u'll be daze
Hey remeber this when u die i'll be there
I got fearles flow
I know someday it will blow
Fuck wathcu lookin at ima gangsta.
I don't give a fuck i can't be like othas

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