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...