Memphis Bleek lyrics

Memphis Bleek lyrics

"Stay Alive In NYC lyrics"

Blackberry Molasses lyrics
Chorus: Blackberry molasses One of the things that never change You got to keep pushin on The sun don't rain all the time There's gonna be some heartache and pain Woke up sunday morning Got a little bad news today They say my life ain't worth living And time is slowly ticking away Don't think that i'm going crazy Cause thoughts keep runnin through my head I know I gotta be strong, gotta hold
Yea,
Yea street life
Gutter shit
Soldier life nigga
Get it right
New York City
Where I'm from
Live are Die
Marcy
Do what you do

Check it out now
Yo I'm here to put my thing down
Set up shot with cocaine now
Pick off niggas who aint down
I'm in the game now
Brought a couple of cats from the way down
Who know how to slang thows
And grimmy niggas who aim wild
Who juss want to rep
And wet niggas who think foul
Ran into Jay while I'm clappin this math
This crab show me some slab
Now I'm tryna get back
We played the out skerch
Nigga smoother then my shirt
Spit a couple of words, a pound, then he merked
Shit he left skid marks
I let the clip spark
When off in the hood
Played the bench till its dark
I'm profouned to the drug g
Volveras lyrics
Tu y yo, siempre asi tu y yo Para mi nada mas fue tu amor Si eres tu mi sentimiento Eres mi aliento, mi vierdad Dime porque te vas... Porque te vas. Que sera que te alejas de mi Si hay otro amor que te Ha llevado de aqui Dime que te habra faltado Dime que yo no te di Dime como hacer Sin ti... [Coro:] Sabes que eres todo lo que quiero
ame
A thin line between love and hate
Some niggas I love to hate
I thought my connect respect me
This nigga got bad words since some haters wet me

[Chorus 4x's]
To stay alive in New York City
To stay alive realize that you got to be a soilder

Check it
Yo I'ma soldier to the heart
Through my blood line
One way to catch a crab is always on his front time
I keep a chicken on a bench flippin
Grippin
I smoke weed but this shit got a nigga slippin
A herb seed burn me, drop the L
Spot it through my per-if-u
This nigga tryna murder me
Shorty wop jumped in front of me
Caught one
Blaze back empty empty the roots
Through the bitch niggas, take that
Niggaz killed my down bitch
Bust around bitch
I dont know who clapped
So I dont hang around
Son Rise lyrics
VERSE 1 Its another day I'm on my knees to pray To change our ways Our Morals have decayed We judge us by our race Surrounded by Hate VERSE 2 Can you see the signs? Or are you ignorant and blind? As society declines Decadence rules "He" Observes the fools Education's a tool CHORUS: Son Rise! Let the Son Rise for you! Some despise! That He's out there for you! BREAK KEYBOARD SOLO REPEAT CHORUS

Shit
Lame beat me on the ounce of raw
Dominican nigga
Look innocent nigga
Fuck it I'ma finish this nigga
Back the coop out the lot
Cock one in the drop
Put the burner in the dash fee dipped in black
Got Bleek on alert
For the cat who beat me on the stack

[Chorus 4x's]
To stay alive in New York City
To stay alive realize that you got to be a soilder

Yo, Yo
Slow money, broke niggas, no weed
One gun
And my down bitch gone
Got a nigga on the run
Strip hot
Niggas came through
Bang shots
Have me sleeping in my wheels
To the real get got
Now I play the cut
On some nigga what shit
Flip fo-in-dicals
For real now who wants it
Two blocks from the Jay's this nigga lay
He pump trays
Try'n to get the Memph man put away<
A Walk In The Dark lyrics
It's long after midnight and the city sleeps We're driving alone through the park Somehow I just don't feel like going home Let's take a walk in the dark Don't be afraid of what you can't see Follow the road in your heart Don't be afraid you'll be safe with me Let's take a walk in the dark There's not one soul in the park Let's take a walk in the dark This is the way I want to dance with you
r> His next option
Pack up get out of dodge
When he caught I'ma let the fifth give his face a massage
Too much dro got my eyes low
On the creep triple black down
Cuz I'ma cripple that clown
Spotted him by WoodHall
Niggas think the fe-in took off
Like he ran track or he played football
Hot day and everybody outside
I'ma catch him on that block
Where the hot wips ride
Ride slow this nigga out burning trees
Wit a bad bitch
I'ma put his brain on her sleeve
I'ts already cocked
I move slow up the block
Jumped out
Made him tounge kiss the glock
I Squeeze two
And niggas seen this nigga drop
Cold of the street and forever stay hot
Motherfucker

[Chorus 4x's]
To stay alive in New York City
To stay alive realize that you got to be a soldier

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