Real Live lyrics

Real Live lyrics

"Money Shows Lyrics"

My Son Lyrics
When Billy had just turned eight He was all alone in a boat By his house on the lake He laid back as he closed his eyes And he drifted off to sleep He awoke to the sound of crashing waves His boat was a million miles away And just when he thought he'd seen the end He heard his father's


[Larry-O]

The K made the brotherly hit I be enhancing

The predator editor wigsplita like Manson

Who wanna see if they can bang with me?

Ya'll people ain't got enough D-O-E

As sure as a thousand grams equals a key

I be the all metro from the E-A-S-T

You got a pistol and scared to pull

Your zig-zagging I'm hittin with a barrage of bullets

My technique freaks when I speak

I do phenomenal feats with astronomical beats

I'm certified insane

My vocab will stab any rapper in the brain

(Hey player what you workin with?)Love Will Keep Us Alive Lyrics
2-I was standing All alone against the world outside You were searching for a place to hide Lost and lonely Now you've given me the will to survive When we're hungry, love will keep us alive Don't you worry Sometimes you just gotta let it ride The world is cha
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I got four broads they all wanna get hit

Plus a fifth of Remy a quarter pound of good shit

We off the K's crib time to split



[Larry-O]

I got a shorty in my scope I'm brown like dope

Coming back like good coke I smoke til I choke

The pimp with the walk and the talk

Cartel from New Jers well connected in New York

Freaks I like to fool em punks I like to tool em

Before I roll my dice you know a player gotta school em

Streetwise dramatical lyrically mathematical

I'm mentally equipped I'm in a cage combatical

When
Bruises Are Back in Style Dirty Panties mix Lyrics
God bless America, land that I love Stand beside her, and guide her, through the night with the light up above From the mountain, to the prairie, through the ocean white with foam God bless America, my home sweet home! Write your name, and spell it well All good children g
stack cream chickens attract like magnets

Plus brothers be open and only hit by fragments

Of platinum shrapnel I consume the whole room

A coliseum I'm turning the joints into my museum

Your more mad cos I rated well planned

It's the rap scene was puzzled cos I hit em full blast

I got a concept that everybody know

Its all about the money and shows so here we go



[Larry-O]

I've been official from day 1 I'm stacking my bank son

I make the joints for the killers that spray guns

And all the shorties running game acting naughty

Tested Lyrics
bad religion - tested Yeah they say there's a place free of trouble and care, And you have to pass a test for, to make it there. It has something to do with a road that's straight and narrow, And the only way to go it is by being like them... There's always one more hill to climb, There's always one m
Taking rookies for their stock in every city and every block

The stage is set for me to rock

Quick sound check the street sweepers on cock

Crabs like to test the stretch

I got the pearl handled .45 and camouflage vest

Stop, think cop a cold drink

Kick it with a freak but do your dirt on the sneak

Why?Groupies like to tell mad lies

Loot is on your mind and I can see it in your eye

You ain't said nothing slick yo

You used to play the dime roll now your sweating KNO

Cos a player got bagged an shit

Ripping up shit and we refuse to quit