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Utwór: Eternal Yard Dash

  • wykonawca: Pastor Troy
  • album: We Ready, I Declare War
  • wyświetleń: 1173

Come on cuz, we almost there
  We almost there cuz
  Goddamn, where the finish line?
    Fuck this shit, I need some chees
  And I need the cookie and the nestle
  If I have to kill then God bless me
  All these pussy motherfuckers, they shouldn't have test me
  Left me looking like the villian , I was thinking of ending
  Nobody knew what I was going through
  All these motherfuckers saying what they gonna do
  But then again all these motherfuckers ain't true
  So who am I gonna trust, am I going on and bust
  Myself nigga, damn this shit
  Fuck riding round' nigga, fuck being rich
  I can't take it, the shit to thick
  And it ain't my fault
  So I ought to give the motherfucker telling lies to me
  Hey the say, what its gonna be, but empty pockets all I goddamn see
  D-E-F, no ones left, then again, shit no ones right
  I'm a kill my damn self the night
  I get fear, it ain't my fault he couldn't fight
  It ain't like, when I motherfucking die, this whole world gonna fall apart
  But it's a race, and I got a bad heart
  Breath in the mouth, and I got a head start
    I'm running for nothing, I'm running for nothing [x8]
  So I'm gonna kill myself
    A motherfucker tellin' me what he gonna do
  When I knew the motherfucker wouldn't do shit
  A nigga tease you, then a nigga leave you
  Cause he heard that the shit done got thick, punk bitch
  I'm still in the mood for cocaine
  The only thing I see when a nigga look
  Come and get the baking soda, then open up the powder
  ?? if it really don't matter
  What the fuck you been through
  If a motherfucker see you doin' better, my nigga I'm here to tell ya'
  Motherfuckers gonna hate you
  Not a clue, If I really wanna new motherfucking 22.
  ?? far away
  I never would have had a chance and would have killed myself on yesterday
    [hook]
    This heaven, where the streets of gold, and why the hell is the a/c off
  Where the fuck, all the loved ones that I lost
  Fuck this shit, take me to the boss
  Do you understand the cost, ever paid
  In order for me to be here tonight
  Nigga whats up, something ain't right
  Tell the Lord to turn on the damn light
  Feeling like an angel when I take flight
  Shit, as I try I'm on the damn mic
  All my ?? is out of damn sight
  Look, why the fuck I was packed so tight
  Nigga I ain't Mike I'm Michael
  Think I'm in the wrong spot
  Not only do I have on black, its too hot
  But why my K motherfucker ain't shot
  I got those halos, hello, motherfucker shit nigga, I'm talking to you
  Slap the clip in the tech 22.
  Let the shit fly ??
  Now I got a clue, where the fuck I'm at
  Shawty want the tech and a nigga want the bud
  Nigga just bleedin', motherfucker out of blood
  Looking at me smilin', asking me what
  I got cuts, but cuts got down
  ?? shit I can't tell
  Went from dwellin' in hell on earth, now I'm living inhaling hell
  

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