It Was Written

Nas lyrics

Nas lyrics

"My Country Feat Millinium Thug Lyrics"

Without Mythologies Lyrics
A soft breeze with the slippery concrete black and full of muddy slush, contrasting with the hoarfrost, clean and hung on a tunnel of silent shivering trees (the ones you said you'd like to be), and the bir


American born, American raised, American made

[Chorus: (2x)]
My country shitted on me (My country)
She wants to get rid of me (Naw, never)
Cause the things I seen (We know too much)
Cause the things I seen (We seen too much)

[Verse 1 (Nas)]
It was packed on the Ryker's bus
The tight cuffs is holdin' me shackled
The life of a thug caught in the devil's lap
On the streets I was invincibleKiss Of Steel [1:31] Lyrics
Car crash, The pressing of two lips Hard steel and an accidental death One action does you up, Kiss of steel Press your face to the metal crash, Feel your nose and cheek bones crack What action does
r /> Cowards would duck at a glimpse if they knew
What my pistol would do, a fuckin' killa
Mothers of dope fiend embarrassin' me
All in front of my friends
In the street smile with no teeth
I never knew daddy, heard he had a 72 caddy
Died in a robbery, can't remember him, was probably 3
Why didn't my folks just die in this society
Why wasn't I a child of a doctor, who left stocks for me
Two little brothers, two sister
Sweet Shine Lyrics
(Kim) I hear my angel Mountain baby Pretend to everlast a lady Marlboro belt buckle baby They told me you were crazy I feel that I could burst Gimme a lttle drink of yr
, them shortiez gots to eat
Mother's a junkie, she twisted, so all they got is me
I'm the provider, with goals to do much better than my father
Whether through drugs sold, or holdin' revolvers
Blurry visions of dad holdin' me high
It comes to me slowly, the words he would cry

[Repeat Chorus]

[Verse 2 (Millenium Thug)]
It is I that step up
Me that don't give a fuck, you that bold, then it's all over soldi
Deadline 447 Lyrics
Lyrics: Skolnick, Billy Music: Skolnick ------------------------------ Take a look away Think about the things you say The day awaits your soul in chains Ya go
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Hummers and Range's through the desert
Fuck a 20 years, long as we got gas and we got water
Troopers lookin' for manslaughter
I gotta get back, for what they owe
Shoot'em in the back for the get back
Lead through shit bag, hold tie gag
Forget the life had, now we all rebels
Everything burnt down includin' the ghetto
We can see 4 miles the land its major rubble
And debris from the earth as we knew crumb


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