you to a holy land, lord know the man sharp blades slash your vitals recitals will fight you and entice you to burn bibles homicidal hologram burn churches
go both ways And everybody, want drugs and sex Some got new cars, and living in the damn projects (on my side), you better learn to fight Bullets burn
naked?. They love u Tom (T)- THEY LOVE ME SO FUCK EVERYBODY ELSE!!! (M)- yea, fuck all u guys out there that r cheering we hate u Tom u suck dick burn
wheezin, losin his breath from smokin trees and I'm still breathin, bleedin because it's frontin season Now I got that project belt, international/national
mind be twisted Got me itchin' gotta have it Niggas want to approach lord infamous But i am loco i will blow Your head off your shoulders (project pat
TWO 'G' the planet could be deceased, We plead to the fleece while we're beggin' on our knees, In our hometown Cali with bears and green trees, Birds
squad stack plenty of G's And if your girl like to smoke we got plenty of trees [J. Cole - Verse 2] Hey, as the troubles of the world unfurl My niggas hit the trees
hit yo boy, off on the horn because we got the Fresh from Columbia funds, we niggaz keep keys Peace to Project Pat in the pen, them boys a Tall Trees
and floatin on these million dollar yahts smokin these thousand dollar Marlboro's [Chorus 2X: Magnolia Chop] You gotta roll that weed nigga let it burn bust then burn
Heeyo drama We bout to burn the muthafucking streets up with this shit Breakfast club I want to welcome everybody to the muthafuckin rap room This aint
(feat. Ice Cube) California ain't a state it's an army [Verse 1:] One motherfucker in the projects killin The same motherfucker that'll burn down the
is only in the projects on green screen No security, put you on the respirator I'm the bomb, I'm the mothafuckin' detonator One dutch, one bud, one burner
was a feen She put the pipe down, but forever yeah she was sober Her sons heart simultaneously grew colder He started hanging out selling bags in the projects