the steep The flat is where you scorn Buckling, stead you breathing Weed your thoughts There's something missing Yielded to you Why the strain? Sour taste with every word
landing on the steep the flat is where you scorn buckling, steadu breathing weed your thoughts there's something missing yielded to you why the strain sour taste with every word
grey brain meets motor city pave your nervous system still twitch off Jay Z hoes and animals skirts get murked don't ever let a nigga tell you slugs don't hurt don't ever
ve ever said Everything I've ever done everything I've ever made Everything I've ever prayed everything I've ever believed Everything I've ever touched everything I've ever
smoke then I choke and laugh, then toke on the left hand side No joke work can touch these Los Angeles souls We twist herbs up The word's a dangerous
bitch But I stay and still stick it out with you even though I just hit you today But you deserve it you hit me first and provoked me to choke you Just
how shit gon' go Can't get a damn word to come outta my mouth and I just choke All she gotta do is flash that smile she never gotta hear the word no Straight
I move with the piece, so them, dudes in the streets will never remove my piece, ha? ha?, got me Niggaz'll never get me, I never move sloppy Move with
earth for thousands days Give 'em a body of a slave May the Lord strike this earth with pestilence and plagues If I ever lay, may they cover me with
it ever amounts to words so blod with nothing to show what have you changed in the end the situation stays the same i hope you choke on every fucking word
motor city pave your nervous system still twitch off Jay Z O's an animals skirts get mirked don't ever let a nigga tell you slugs don't hurt don't ever
tell my life was changing Since the minute I met you And If I stop Ever thinking of you I'd probably choke on the words I never said If I stop Ever
cover the smoke alarms and doors. See I somke alone, I need grass like lawn mowers. Say dutch time, roll up it's clutch time, and I burn mine, don't you ever ever
The shit that I write is from my heart, my word Simple with your pocket grab a sharpy homie mark my words If anybody interfere with me and these bucks
my life alone forever now. Can you hear me cry out to you? Words I thought I'd choke on figure out. I'm really not so with you anymore. I'm just a ghost
run away Tables are turned Now you're left with a burn How does it feel 2. Strophe: Don't try to tell me you need me When ever's convenient for you