Fesu lyrics
Fesu lyrics
"22 Ag' lyrics"
Guns N' Roses lyrics
(feat. The Neptunes) Uh uh, uh huh Clipse (Clipse), Exclusive shit (Exclusive shit) Yeah, whooo [Chorus] Guns n' roses mafia proses Briefcase money, hot cars, and hot clothes This is the life, nigga that's the l
(feat. The Neptunes) Uh uh, uh huh Clipse (Clipse), Exclusive shit (Exclusive shit) Yeah, whooo [Chorus] Guns n' roses mafia proses Briefcase money, hot cars, and hot clothes This is the life, nigga that's the l
(Get up) (get down) It's so much pride in my mouth I can't chew it If there's a short to take I've already been through it At 13 I'm a grown man Threw them cards on the table and dealt me a new hand Dropped outta school and bought a gat Now I'm lookin for a fool to spit this hellafied game at No love for another I'm fuckin sisters and daughters and old-ass grandmothers Huh - jackin is the objective I'm takin all, nigga, try and put that in perspective Start hittin that glass, full of thatAnthem To The Seeds lyricsfry Down to make me a devil die Now I'm lookin for a mate I start datin a dopefiend and packin a .38 And hangin with the Jump Out Boyz, fool Jumpin out on woods, gettin them hoes out our fuckin hood Cause a nigga's from the 'Point see Grew up in Acres Homes but that ain't where a nigga be I guess I gotta choose Cause I'm a grown man, huh, wearin little boy shoes See, mama's been there for the rough ride She gets much love, I got much time To think about my life and all that stupid shit Squabbin over shoes or burnin with
Incarnation of infernal maliceSoaked with wincing lifeFar beyond the boundariesOf phantasmagoric rageDeep into the reeling suctionInsane eruptions of destructionTwisting dissociationInto the radical voidAscending catacMy Mystic Mind lyricsa hard dick I guess I'm gettin judged God frownin on a nigga Huh - that's what I figured For every effect there's a cause I got caught with my pants down wearin some dirty drawers A nigga caught a case Wrong black time, wrong black place A pocked full of weed???? Who the fuck is that knockin on my fuckin do'? (Damn ain't nothin cool about jail, man Yo, ain't that Fesu over there? Yo, what the fuck is you doin in here, man What you do in here?) No, no nicotine, no, no, not another dose My brain is fried, hear the cries f
I live in a dark visionOf the cold night,I'm feeling the flameOf my black soul.A Fullmoon excites meWhen the night begins.I rise through my fleshTo own pain and sorrow.I walk alone into edgeless space,I see everything by i8 Iz Enough lyricsrom a chrome I toast Old school fiend, I'm stuck in a cell with a pipe The fuck is smellin the ass on my nuts And hittin amped squares cause I ain't a hoe-ass punk Reminiscin on a case that made me a newcomer Wastin crackers and shit and fuckin over the drama I'm a crazy muthafucka with a uncle named Grady Mother Latania, plus I was born a blue baby Premeditated was the outcome of Fesu I get a pitch in my drawers with my hands on a ouiji hollerin voodoo I don't need a posse to squab, I'll go stag Bitch, I got 22 ag'
Get ready for the apocolypse.Because a nigga know he can't stop this.And fool had to figure, when my tongue is the trigger.Now a piece in my mouth is releasing buckshots.No escaping because perpetrators get smoothed popped.So rai