Tags: b-fresh  boys  game  lee  lil  mladz  rap  see  the  wayne  weezy  
Channel: Music
Uploaded: December 31, 1969 at 6:59 pm
Author: SeeLeeBoyz
Length: 04:53
Rating: 3.00
Views: 263
M - Wezzy and B - Fresh put down a track :)www.myspace.com/SeeLeeBoys--lyrics--- chorus -(m - wezzy)everyday wake up to the sounds of screamseverywhere i look all i see is red beamsLord just Take me awayrappin bout my city gets me hyperYou can take me away with a 9mm or a sniperI'm from a Deadly City, like "Do or Die"From a block close to where Ratko started his genocideThat was back in 95i was only three, and i remmeber wen they took my uncleand still didnt set my him freeNow they takin Kosovo for no f**kin' reasonAnd you wonder why serbia fallin into pieces? 'But thats lifeSometimes I think about my life with my face downNow i walk like im stanky rich around town Damn, I know my momma's proudAnd now since you helped me put the pain away,ima help you see the bright of day-chorus-(b-fresh)curise threw stoney creek, park my benz infrontthe system blastin, me and my boy rippin bluntsstill hearing them gunshots, momma still prayin for my peoplehopin my bros dont get capped wit that desert eagle,i was born in the city where all u herd was them m4slil kids screamin, they fathers infront them bleedinmade my momma pray for goodand i never made her happy, but i bet that new beamer couldbut its real serb's like me, that make the hoodridin slow in that benz like i should.i did more shit then u see on t.valot 16 year olds wish they could be meNow eat this insane music,And tell me how it taste nowAnd fuck bitches'Cause it aint about getting pussy now!- chorus -(m-weezy)The Truth is the cure that keeps my blood in motionsome search low and high but theyre too slow dey diebut I have the knowledge I will surviveand my words never die they evolve and multiplyeven if the desert eagle was on me i would stay alivegod always on my side, i aint never thinkin bout sucicideits like magic when my pen and paper colideima be like 50 9 shots cant stop mehit up soulja boy and be like why you rappin so sillyok lets get back on trackand my rhymes keep stackin and thats a facti was livin in a struggleeveryday went to school teachers told me i wouldnt passand i told em jus sit down and get off my assi live my life by if u aint your last