David Banner Lyrics
David Banner Lyrics
"Living (featuring Devin & Kamikaze) Lyrics"
Deathcrush Lyrics
Demonic laughter your cremation Your lungs gasp for air but are filled with blood A sudden crack as I crushed your skull The remind of your life flashes by A life that soon won't be Smiling with axe in my hand Evil's rotten hand you'll see I come forward Deathcrush I'll send you to your maker I'll send you to your death Death nicely crucified Death, heads on stakes The barbeque has jus
Demonic laughter your cremation Your lungs gasp for air but are filled with blood A sudden crack as I crushed your skull The remind of your life flashes by A life that soon won't be Smiling with axe in my hand Evil's rotten hand you'll see I come forward Deathcrush I'll send you to your maker I'll send you to your death Death nicely crucified Death, heads on stakes The barbeque has jus
I'm livin today
(Chorus-Devin) 1/2x
I don't know if it'll be alright, it'll be ok
If it'll be alright, it'll be ok
If it'll be alright, it'll be ok
But I'm living today
(Devin)
I've been checkin out this reefer 'bout an hour and it sounds so soothin
It's kinda hard to write this one and keep the track movin
Barbeque with weed and brew is how we usually do it
Get it dumpin while we pumpin up some good music
Can't afford to lose it, hobbied to a full-time job
Keep my track record clean for those who wanna pull my card
It's kinda hard on a brotha with the struggle and all
But all I can say is just keep hustlin and y'all
Got to love it live it, ya can't be in it for nothin
'Cause there's too many niggas out there who witness this shit,
it's not fair
Nobody to blame for your misfortune and fame
Just tryna' take the right ro
Flavor of the Weak Lyrics
She paints her nails and she don't know He's got her best friend on the phone She'll wash her hair His dirty clothes are all he gives to her And he's got posters on the wall Of all the girls he wished she was And he's everything to her Chorus: Her boyfriend, he don't know Anything about her He's too stoned, Nintendo I wish that I could make her see She's just the flavor of the weak It's friday nigh
ad, please, call Jermaine She paints her nails and she don't know He's got her best friend on the phone She'll wash her hair His dirty clothes are all he gives to her And he's got posters on the wall Of all the girls he wished she was And he's everything to her Chorus: Her boyfriend, he don't know Anything about her He's too stoned, Nintendo I wish that I could make her see She's just the flavor of the weak It's friday nigh
I've seen rain, but now it's pourin
And at least I gotta have a Sweet when I wake in the mornin
So let's just all do our thing like an orchestra does
Pass the shit around so we can all get a buzz
(Chorus)
(David Banner)
I can't blame it on my mama, nigga I knew she was broke
No education so she spent the last check on some dope
Hovers to John's and my father never seen the funds
But I heard he was locked in jail keep his nuts on his tongue
Who gives a fuck, the government can lick the sweat off my dick
They put crack off in the hood and lock us up when we trip
A little dough, ask them hoes what they put in here for
I heard birds fly through the wind, then they land at your door
Hot sex all night until my body gets numb
I'm too nervous to relax so I bail when I come
Can't get alone with my folks so I dump on
King Alvarez Lyrics
King AlvarezGrey sky man is talking to the sidewalk once again your perfect vision of the world it goes unheard as the rain falls down on your head it slips inside the cracks of another fruitless day here in the land of King Alvarez you're losing once again it's getting harder to survive when the world that's all around you just don't seem to care and the universe you've built for yourself is caving in right on you an
them fools King AlvarezGrey sky man is talking to the sidewalk once again your perfect vision of the world it goes unheard as the rain falls down on your head it slips inside the cracks of another fruitless day here in the land of King Alvarez you're losing once again it's getting harder to survive when the world that's all around you just don't seem to care and the universe you've built for yourself is caving in right on you an
Basketball is all they taught a young nigga in school
Fuck your foot, and your basket, you can lick on my balls
My school don't have the internet so I stuff crack in my draws
And if y'all know a better way, then y'all help me escape
From this hell that I live everyday
(Chorus)
(Kamikaze)
Dear Lord, please forgive me, I've sinned against your land
I've lived this life so hella trife in this pursuit of loot and fame
You saw your child weapin on his knees at night in vein
And it's a way from tryna' get off in this game
But if it's all the same, can I digress, I've struggled, nonetheless
Make my first mistake of learnin how to drink and smoke the cess
Did my best to tread water but it was just as I feared
At the time I needed friends that was the time they disappeared
See I got jeered in every corner, couldn't hang 'cause I was bro
On the Fourth of July Lyrics
(James Taylor) Shall I tell it again how we started as friends Who would run into one another now and again At the Yippee Cai O or the Mesa Dupree Or a dozen different everyday places to be I was loping along living alone We were ever so brave on the telephone Would you care to come down for fireworks time We could each just reach We step out of line And the smell of the smoke and the lay of the land an
ke (James Taylor) Shall I tell it again how we started as friends Who would run into one another now and again At the Yippee Cai O or the Mesa Dupree Or a dozen different everyday places to be I was loping along living alone We were ever so brave on the telephone Would you care to come down for fireworks time We could each just reach We step out of line And the smell of the smoke and the lay of the land an
Thought he had a record deal, it seemed to be the runnin joke
And it's just enough to drive a soul of man to drink and smoke
Just enough to make a college grad go out and sell dope
And it was never "how ya doin", never "can I help"
"Can I share this wealth", I guess I have to make it by myself
Could it be the situation came from dirt that I had done
Havin no earthly idea where my next dollar's comin from
Didn't give a damn if daddy all alone up in this world
Didn't care anotha nigga had helped to feed my baby girl
Didn't care that Kamikaze just broke down from all the stress
Wasn't there at six that mornin, when my car got reposessed
I thought y'all was my homies, but I guess it's just as well
You left sho' 'nuff, you're rock bottom and I'm a let y'all burn in hell
You're bitches
(Chorus to fade)