Fredro Starr Lyrics
Fredro Starr Lyrics
"Dyin' 4 Rap Lyrics"
Young at Heart (We'll Always Remain) Lyrics
Young at heart we may he only Young at heart hut we're not Lonely If anything we're never in but we're out Young at heart if we are only Young at heart then let us slowly Unwind our say only way we know how Young at heart You can so easily become a part of any new fangled dancing craze Like the way that you did When we were kids Yo
Young at heart we may he only Young at heart hut we're not Lonely If anything we're never in but we're out Young at heart if we are only Young at heart then let us slowly Unwind our say only way we know how Young at heart You can so easily become a part of any new fangled dancing craze Like the way that you did When we were kids Yo
[Fredro Starr]
The game is fucked up, ya niggas got me tired of rap
Right now I'm not inspired by rap
Ya niggas ain't Dyin 4 Rap, talkin bout iron for clap
Ya niggas never fired a gat
Never took it the streets, and supplied it wit packs
I had feds in my house, trynna wire my cat
In the wall, little cameras hidin in cracks
Niggas talk about drug money, what cats you flip
On the trains tellin bitches that you crashed ya whip
You never seen cop killers wit the plastic grips
Turn beef to some funky closed casket shit
Blast a fifth, 16 shots, niggas ran 16 blocks
16 niggas drop, ya niggas never seein the plot
Nev
How To Say This Lyrics
don't give and take away. at least you try. i said just what i mean. don't question why. with how to say this. i no longer care. you're outrageous. and i don't think you're there. let me rust - all the time. turn away - in myself.
er put greens on top, never put fiends on lockdon't give and take away. at least you try. i said just what i mean. don't question why. with how to say this. i no longer care. you're outrageous. and i don't think you're there. let me rust - all the time. turn away - in myself.
My elite niggas scream on cops, hustle dope
Roll up, puff up smoke, parolin decode
Standin on them corners wit them guns in they coats
Had them same little muthafuckas under ya bed
Gun to ya head, wake up, wanted ya dead
End of the night, take ya light, I'm gettin ya back
I'm twistin you back, cuz what ya niggas spittin on tracks'll
Get you 16 or 8, gun cap, leave it at that
Cuz ya niggas ain't Dyin 4 Rap
[Chorus 2X]
See, I'm what defines the streets
The one that bitches dyin to meet
The one ya thugs tryin to be
Since I started, I can't count how many sound like
Cult of Personality Lyrics
“And during the few moments that we have left, we want to talk, right down to earth, in a language that everybody here can easily understand.” (Malcolm X) Look in my eyes, what do you see? the Cult of Personality I know your anger, I know your dreams I've been everything you wanna be ohhh… I'm th
me“And during the few moments that we have left, we want to talk, right down to earth, in a language that everybody here can easily understand.” (Malcolm X) Look in my eyes, what do you see? the Cult of Personality I know your anger, I know your dreams I've been everything you wanna be ohhh… I'm th
But can't none of ya niggas get down like me
Can't none of ya niggas get down like me
Can't none of ya niggas get down like me
[Fredro Starr]
Fuck this rap shit, fuck the rhyme of the year
I'm about to get away wit the crime of the year
Bought a black dress that's for ya momma to wear
Got bitch niggas run when the drama appear
Streets ain't safe, six shots, tear ya face
Fuck the jake, get caught, clear the case
My upstate niggas rock razor scars
Mess hall, smack niggas for they razor bars
Got bitch niggas can't even play in the yard
Kiddin ya self, on ya knees, pray to God
Times is hard, ya don't kno
In Not Of Lyrics
I hide me far away from trouble The world outside me grows darker by the day So I promise to stay here close beside You Surely God would want His children safe Then in reading, how my eyes were opened I find that He is leading us out into the world Into the middle of fallen saints and sinners Where a lit
w what that isI hide me far away from trouble The world outside me grows darker by the day So I promise to stay here close beside You Surely God would want His children safe Then in reading, how my eyes were opened I find that He is leading us out into the world Into the middle of fallen saints and sinners Where a lit
Growin up, forced to live wit foster kids
Back in '89 son, we couldn't cross the bridge
Them niggas might off the six, take off ya wig
What you know about L.A., flossin wit Big
Five hundred drop, sunset, gun in my sock
What you know about New York, runnin wit Pac
First niggas at The Source Awards, bustin on shots
Flossin the watch, only get you robbed or popped
Puttin the box, murder right in front of the cops
Nigga, we put the Def in Jam, takin you back
'95, two million throwin they gats
'96, sellin guns and starp, Firestarr
Ya bitch muthafuckaz ain't Dyin 4 Rap
[Chorus 2X]