LYRICS

To be the king of New York, you gotta manage the drought
And take me out
I may be losing the south, where motherfuckers run the place
You got divided and replaced
And defeated without a trace
You get a look at my face
For gang banging in vigorous ways
And them 6 rays, them free lunch days
I play the corner like reefus with a talent of genius
The grieving, will these niggas be better in defense?
Yo I doubt at these critics living a prevalent
While I'm wailing my niggas resort to balance
I had dreams of that allery talking ???
The prison knocking us lifeless
That horse nigga of course nigga
The battle of fields was real
Cold steel for real, ain't a kill for feel
Where we dashing each dream in the money machine
It's again to get between of these bitches
So what you call a summer like that
Niggas all to farewell but this the victory lap
I'm so up

You'll never bite the silver bullet
For seeing up to weave a bullet
My word is grind the shooter is well respected
But the world of killers rejected, neglected
Victims sending the Yankees to the heavens
The hell gates for god's sakes
This great fall, I yell alone in these streets
Check it, I yell alone in these streets
You'll never bite the silver bullet

Okay, you'll never bite the bullet or the hand that feeds
Watch them drop it to they knees and squeeze
It's so ??? so there's the problem
Pour the chris you bigger than Wallace
Oh, and 2 shots for 2 Pac
Cause players never die, I thought it was bishop
For jews to that cue, was homicide in that hoof
And it's apply for these niggas waving goodbye
That's to ending those guys
We're the only ones left, it's a life or die breeze
So you wanna walk in my steps, I don't think so
You tryina get money, invest in pesos
Case closed, I'm fucking Beyonce to gain a halo
It's something like return of the prays
Nothing ??? slaves
Turning my paves, it's nothing like your average weight
Wait, and ever show it is a barrier trade
Fuck it, on to my darkest to making something from nothing
Defining what's in my nature dissolving every debate
Now can I live, check it
Now I'm saying, can I live, fuck it
The only thing that we know

You'll never bite the silver bullet
For seeing up to weave a bullet
My word is grind the shooter is well respected
But the world of killers rejected, neglected
Victims sending the Yankees to the heavens
The hell gates for god's sakes
This great fall, I yell alone in these streets
Check it, I yell alone in these streets
You'll never bite the silver bullet

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