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KILLARMY - LADY SINGS THE LYRICS

Please lift us up where we
All this time holdin on
Lift us up where we
'cause life takes over a spawn

Pachino]
Mastermind, holdin crimes
my fams Hill and Pah lowered in the ground
Hold my crown, hold my
Me and mama ya shine, waited too long
The is mine, the time is now
What, where, and how, a question
Life's a lesson, filled with choices - trust and
Smokin 'ja and lime shit, to ease my tension
My rap sheet is long as gun possession
Not to mention, spittin in mics; the profession
Movin crowds my dick the, hardest erection
of smoke, burners and shit, that's for protection
When no vest can save, when it's for ya grave
All the, dirt that I did, all the pain that I
All the whylin out I did when my earth 'behave'
All them, I stuck on my hungry-ass days
All them, drugs that I with intent to get paid
was for the better things in life - somethin I I deserved
else gon' feed me, I'd be kicked to the curb
Buy my mom a castle and land deep in the
She a strong and woman, that's how she get served
But depended on the next man isn't of my plan
Try an me a dream, put some CREAM in my hand
Wanna garuntee me numbers on your soundscan
Try an, smile in my face while you shakin my
Regardin and shit, but wanna shit on my man
is here, Terrorist the powerful man
I let the land sing the with a guitar in her hand...

...all this time we're on
Lift us up where we
'cause life takes over like a

Prince]
Yo, yo, aiyyo,
My mind flashed to memory lane
I felt adrenaline rush my veins
Blood stain, +Major like Damon Wayans
PR leg got hit
It and 4th Disciple arm had split
I ran like the Man, western stance
General Y's dillinger, just in his hand

Bullets on the loose, shells rip through my feathered
We at war now, like Desert troops
Somehow I like Attica inmates
Dodgin jakes, pushin weight on and upstate
Mentally slave - for I crave
I plan to be wise and refuse to dig my own
Back in the days, of 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 they Bloods and
Remember thugs 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 - it's real, TMF
Everybody they steel, we build at will
And save the for real, for real...

talking]
Aiyyo, like
I remember my old G..
It used to be - me, her and my earth in the bed
KnowhatI'mean? One room type joint
Roaches all in ya shit...
It's like flash back right now
Me and my physical.. I that nigga
We was co-defendants...

Yo, my mind flashes to '82 when I was 7
Short, light-skinned, curly-head, trouble
God, in the schoolyard
Never kept my tied, shirt tucked inside
Never abided by the rules I had to
Me and my physical was on some - quick to snatch the Rule
From a flashy, analog in the projects
Know Latrenze pour weight outta
And front, they big boys in the summertime
'cause we was on some, all year 'round
pockets, tearin chains offa necks
Straight up disrespectful and actions
Towards any man or female - 'cause the life I live and tell
Is identical to no one
And I'll be if I have to show one...

Please lift us up we belong
All this we're holdin on
Lift us up we belong
Until the Army the bomb...