vain intoxcations. Now, we're happiest with you, so I'll just go and piss it all away. We've come too far to just give up. There's only one bullet left
smile for Real talk Yo still a a**hole by nature Peep game Verse 1 (Trae) I remember comin' up able to love n***a watchin' n****z f*** over They over sea
freak by nature, can't wait to face ya, mutilate ya Drink your style down straight wit' no chaser My verbal combat's like a mini-Mac to your back As soon as one
market's crashing and the bulls and bears Are falling out of windows everywhere You've got it covered and you just don't care Yeah, it's crazy You made some
figure from head to toe Labeled as a Jane Doe, leaving bullets in your Lexus door But fuck it I'm through with the fairytales Cause when some shit jump
. They want guns! I be the first to set off shit, last to run Wu roll together as one I call my brother Sun 'cause he shine like one Verse One: Method
Our empire will never crumble We did it for the glory The glory, only the glory We live inside a story It's a story, all for the glory Bullets begin
idea known as the "Manifest Destiny." It held that all of North America, from sea to shining sea, was rightfully the property of the U.S. and was given to us by
one chance One kiss One taste of you my black madonna I'd sell My soul My self-esteem a dollar at a time One taste One taste One taste of you my Magdalena
it I dumped it in the sea and killed all life except for squid (What) Walk the wrong path, deviated by demons While you faggot mother fuckers inegreated by
rejected it I dumped it in the sea and killed all life except for squid (What) Walk the wrong path, deviated by demons While you faggot mother fuckers inegreated by
Jakes beware black rap millionaires Rock hairs leather goose bears blowin' this year One eight hundred gambino niggaz yeah Who roll together as one I call my brother son 'cuz he shine like one
you're happy, baby She was my bonnie my one and only my wifey my homey Molded controlled me slowly showed me Its only dough You hold me boldly coldly
the next rapper Now your mind's confused, you lose, talkin' 'bout you paid dues Slay crews, when you ain't even at phase two Talking about take two? You only get one
you? None. They want guns! I be the first to set off shit, last to run Wu roll together as one I call my brother Sun cuz he shine like one [Verse One
Hugh Thompson was a pilot Just like many more Fighting for Old Glory On a far-off, foreign shore He was on a lethal mission Only one of many Following
