letra de the kosmos pt 4 - moon probe - the alchemist
[verse 1: big twinz]
time’s flying and i’m not getting younger
the best days of my life is like ’91
on the run as a juvenile living wild
profile on the hill with them cinder blocks
pitch game on point just like the white sox
i’m a thug for life and i won’t stop
what up, ops? you holding down north cl!ck
gotta guy sactown getting more rich
life’s a b-tch but i’m a f-cking raw dog
when it comes to beef i’m going overboard
i got grenades, shotguns and two nines
the world is mine, that’s how i feel inside
spit bars so i can get my rent paid
you gotta love it, we higher than a jet plane
fly as f-ck laced up in war gear
qb tatted on me, we all here
sip beers, put fear in everyone
i know i did sh-t that you never done
caught jux, robbed stores and all that
i’m not proud about it, dun, i need a cash
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