so I spoke light Fuck the trife, the name of this song is "Life" I'm tellin' like tattlin', but they ain't listenin', they babblin' Others stay battlin
: Badself! [Verse 1: Fresh Kid Ice] Hey pretty lady, what's your name and number? Whenever I see you, my heart's like thunder I'd like to know you better
wise and then I rise here's an ill kid pimpin' cuz he is so slick steps from darkness, his body electric a drone buzzes the air a cracklin' tone then boomin' like thunder
s this shit about us meant to be together? That type of shit'll make me not want us to meet each other I really think you and your girlfriend need each other
what's this shit about us meant to be together? That type of shit'll make me not want us to meet each other I really think you and your girlfriend need each other
dollar bill And it ain't on Macy's window sill And it ain't on no rich kid's road map And it ain't in no fat kid's fraternity house And it ain't made
niggas The things that they seen it would thrill nigg If you've seen what they've seen, you would wonder Through the rain and the pain and the thunder
Badself!} Whenever I see you, my heart's like thunder Verse 1: Fresh Kid Ice I'd like to know you better, and that's no lie Hey pretty lady, what's
boii) Is it true you murdering tracks without cussin'? (Yeah boii) Everywhere the kid goin' it startin' ruckus (Yeah boii) Ain't chu like something the kid
I tell 'em meet me at the spot with some hot ish, They say 'Jimmy you got lyrics?', SON I GOT THIS!! Continuously the past two days kid I been writin',
that they seen it would thrill niggas If you've seen what they've seen, you would wonder Through the rain and the pain and the thunder By the time
more police Where I'm from, a fiend'll pack a gun Overton, Jersey the harder the slum But I made it up outta there, thanks to the Lord, kid But I'll
with the thunder then do it once more I gotta be real, You love me coz i'm such a gangsta I'm willing to take chances Ghetto kid like Jo-Jo Dancer
break someone's back break the rules just the other day i was breaking a rule my whole self was ashamed i thought the sky would open and cry thunder
So now I'm close to home, I clock, I plot With popote He's my cousin and a wily one Though the kid was younger, quick like thunder With the heart to
