You know god, the devil is acting a mother fucking fool
well yes, watch out for those buster busters and you never can trust them sooner or later gotta me a hafta dump them in the ocean and them them girls around them we gonna get rid of them, second Watch that four blown, gage on time (tragic, tragic, tragic, tragic) And you know that cinnnomon bread that you didnt want to give me? So when me get down, me bring my rotwilder round and make them shake that thang
The raven in my eyes got me going against the grain If you purple like the rain Feel me nigga now check the grip, Get rich quick or die Some can't get rich so god damn quick, so they suffer and get high God fearin niggas, who sin and make they ends Corner store ballas who cant think without they gin Mandadory consequence if you spit this busnuiss splittin rocks Bullets connect with red dots, shit this ghetto red hot A vision like twelve monkeys, split the blunt and fill her up We ready to cuss and dump on niggas who wanna buss Spittin 45 and newer nines mindstate on barrcudda nigga watch the heat cuz the heat will seek and the heat will go right through ya My mouth a make an attitude and hall game Street chemist ghetto star dealin with the pain They say "Andre Nickatina keep it comin" the game done got so thick that I cant even have a woman Let me look into your eyes, witness all the lies, somewhere down the line you made a grown man cry, why?
Raven in my eyes put a man to test Man not bullet proof, man be made of flesh You know me keep on singing The raven in my eyes put a man to test And I say Man not bullet proof, man be made of flesh You know me keep on sayin A raven in my life put a man to test And you know me sayin man not bullet proof, man be made of flesh
B. Adams do ya still love me? Cuz your first born is struggeling (tragic tragic tragic) and its hard to stay drug free, mama do you love me? x2Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
