tired, she a house wreck (that's right) Don't buy it, tell me why you said that ("Cause you left me...") I never left you, you left me You thought if
'm brother charles brother rick and he's brother ali Are you here to see the prince Prince no prince works for me im running the show Work for me and
For God's sakes, what a nigga gotta do to make a half a million Must I wave it at yo' children? Run up in yo' buildin' and go straight for the bank Got
your doors Niggas can't stop this war I show you faggots what the Swatch is for Hidding spots in the door for the glocks is for Read the paper, '
the mall, what you call that? That's what I get for creepin' and crawlin' Every other weekend gone until the mornin' Sneakin' out to my dirt, dead wrong
You can't murder what's dead We walk the pavement with, one in the head Now what I stands for I rise for, my man's who I die for Blows frontline in the
never disrespect two rings round both eyes, right? Lady like in many ways Because in trust I can be crazy like on any day Some do they dirt but best believe
to stop Did dirt with it now I gotta buy the chop This ain't nothin' new to me Look at what they do to me Need to chill, try to stop Did dirt with it
wake the dead and dead and move And then they woke up a lot of souls and hope to hell with the Nitty folk 'Cuz, 'cuz I be dreamin' I'm dead and gone
name - Rugged Man! Ride with us (Rug y'know the bitch beater) Ride with us (Suffolk County, Long Island) Ride with us (Dead broke black people) Ride with us (Dead
in the park to make the pigeons fly I don't know why, but some of the times I feel my status is a curse I live immortal life Condemned to roam the Earth For
one up for loc to the brain Them niggas that really don't give a fuck Around and get buck, shot it up and dump in a truck and left in a cut So nigga
one up for locc to the brain Them niggas that really don't give a fuck Around and get buck, shot it up and dump in a truck and left in a cut So nigga
t sleep I need a cigarette O.G. but it's time for me to put in work I mean cock the trigger, time to do my own dirt King guard the window, I toss and
mob Swear to god, for y'all c-wall ain't got love No only one that's gonna be on you side is this hot slug For the dead and locked I'm throwin my mob
hit with a K Stand trial for murder and lock me away Throwin' bows like Anthony Pillar For my foes, bullet hoes through ya clothes and that fake Chinchilla For
:] Tryin to talk to 'em... When there's no more music left And the lights go out, all you hear is silence I'll be that voice (Give it to DJ Khaled for
, have mercy on me) (Have mercy on me) For my soul, for my soul (For my soul, on my soul) B I G P O P P A P A C left eye J M J Please have mercy on me