words and hear my screams. Liquid lung..Luquid lung. Were barley scratching on the surface now! Liquid lungs, god rest my soul so I can float. Dont need to worry about
On a canvas lacking color far away from whats expected, The feeling of restriction since the first drawn out depicition. From what is here and what is
Illuminate the fight- Light these stairs on fire. Illuminate, Illuminate.. With tensions pulling tighter, my pulse does beat faster. Are my enemies just
you do just to get a reaction A substitute for everything youve never had, Now youre stranded alone and your feet start to drag. The streets are your
prayer. In death theyll meet you there! Humble and in the sand, they pray with open hands. Innocent blood spills in the streets, In death theyll meet
hold a fifth, wonderin' if ten shots can stop spirits If nigga's try to rob me then I won't hear it 'Cause it's different from the streets, I'm missin
I holler, to Justin my son, run the water For the shower, trust fund scholarship sure to give him power Baby momma call, she pick him up, in about an
tellin who u might see up in lennox square i dont know about u but i miss the freaknic 'cause thats where my city use to be real sick people from other
deck I'm not the nigga you should step to like a sucker Walk up talkin' shit, you best to be a good ducker Your posse best to run from my gun Keep my nine off safety, and E holds the other
? I guess I had to be 'Cos once you kill it's instant catastrophe Your whole life is over (Through) Forget about your girl your (Crew) Nowhere to run
one time I'm tryin' to save my community But these bourgeoisie blacks keep on doggin' me They don't care about violence, drugs and gangs K J L H, you ain't about
m blessed Never wear no vests because I got mad love Master V does some other shit TV's in the head rests I catch respect when other niggas catch slugs
your man ma, that's how you get ahizzead Killer wit the beat, I know killers in the street Wit the steel that'll make you feel like Chinchilla in the heat So don't try to run
go home and look down my street. (It's bittersweet) This is a symphony The bittersweet of life, of life. Walk on with your scars, don't turn around run
I'm feeling this And all I ever talk about is getting that ring You never met a girl like me I ain't gonna sweat you other places you be Who you run
We run up in there, everybody come out, don't nobody run out Sun in to sun out, I'ma keep the gun out Nigga runnin' his mouth? I'ma blow his lung out Listen, your ass is about
work but I just like to give Used to run da street, young nigga bare feet Now I'm in da suites and I'm eatin' crab meats Ice so right other rappers
you let me know (You better tell me somethin') Maybe I deserve for you to run cryin' Cryin' out the door Maybe I deserve to grab my coat and chase you down the street
