KILLARMY - LADY SINGS THE LYRICS
Please lift us up where we All time we're holdin on Lift us up where we 'cause life over like a spawn
Pachino] Mastermind, through crimes Seen my fams and Pah lowered in the ground Hold my crown, my nine Me and mama down ya shine, too long The is mine, the time is now What, where, and how, a question Life's a lesson, with choices - trust and depression 'ja and lime green shit, to ease my tension My rap is long as soldier's gun possession Not to mention, spittin in mics; the profession Movin crowds give my the, hardest erection of smoke, burners and shit, that's for protection When no vest can save, when it's time for ya All the, that I did, all the pain that I gave All the whylin out I did when my said 'behave' All them, niggaz I stuck on my days All them, that I slung with intent to get paid was for the better in life - somethin I felt I deserved Nobody else gon' me, I'd be kicked to the curb Buy my mom a castle and land in the suburb' She a strong and woman, that's how she get served But depended on the next man isn't of my plan Try an sell me a dream, put CREAM in my hand Wanna garuntee me on your weekly soundscan Try an, smile in my while you shakin my hand business and shit, but wanna shit on my man Terror is here, Terrorist the man I let the land the blues with a guitar in her hand...
...all this time we're on Lift us up where we 'cause life takes over like a
[9th Yo, yo, aiyyo, My mind flashed back to memory I felt adrenaline through my veins Blood stain, +Major Payne+ like Wayans PR leg got hit It ricocheted and 4th Disciple arm had I ran the Bionic Man, western stance General Y's dillinger, just jammed in his
Bullets on the loose, shells rip my feathered goose We at war now, like Desert Storm Somehow I escaped Attica inmates jakes, pushin weight on Shaolin and upstate Mentally slave - for righteousness I I plan to be wise and refuse to dig my own in the days, of Adam and Eve I was in the Garden of Eden rollin trees leaves Nowadays niggaz be dying from a called Stress Disease In New York, everybody screamin Bloods and Darks thugs that'd love to send me straight to the morgue Sometimes I like my life is going in circles Record be tryna jerk you my line I'll try to murder you Guilliani got thugs on a curfew - real, like TMF Everybody grab steel, we build at will And save the for real, for real...
talking] Aiyyo, like I my old earth G.. It to be - me, her and my grand earth in the bed One room apartment type joint Roaches all in ya shit... like I'ma flash back right now Me and my physical.. I that nigga We was co-defendants...
Yo, my mind flashes back to '82 I was 7 Short, light-skinned, curly-head, trouble God, in the schoolyard Never kept my laces tied, shirt tucked Never by the rules that I had to Me and my physical was on some - quick to the Cash Rule a flashy, analog nigga in the projects Know Latrenze pour outta state And front, with they big in the summertime we was on some, crimetime all year 'round Tacklin pockets, chains offa necks Straight up ways and actions Towards any man or female - 'cause the life I live and tell Is identical to no one And I'll be damned if I have to one...
Please us up where we belong All time we're holdin on Lift us up we belong Until the drops the bomb...