Issue No 117 18 6 Lyrics
18:6 by Issue No. 117
Let's go, bro!
Yeah, got me feeling is that time
I can't stop ?? the pen
I stept put in the lamb, I understand I'm a man with blouse
But I call, but I got my life in his hands,
Blood 'bout all the way
So I go hard, yeah this for when I walk around
And talk down it's okay, but that call mine like Harley
They roll out, they blow out
they got their money and their music fears
Four minutes of drugs can't set where ?? to look them kids
The combination is ridiculous, ignorant,
You're stripping little kids of that innocence
That pass the lance, leave the hell bro
As if I love you then you know I had to tell ya
I'm at through 18:6 man,
But whose ever causing this little once who leaving me to sin
It will be better for him to have a great near stone messing around his neck,
And if he drown at the depth of the sea,
It's all on Jesus Christ.
Let's do with that click nine and shot gun you pop one, huh
You're running drills, molly pills you were top gun, huh,
You got a fam base, but stop, look at that girl's face
Ain't got no daddy, she's been raped but she's jail bent
Looking at your daughter, and your fitty oh be caught about
But you let it fly for the sake of music? I think not
But if that was your mother and then fit it on me and call a pot
Would you let it fly for the sake of music? I think not
I understand you a rapper and you got a image
Your click is the liming, your block is the liming scrimmage
And when upon is crossy, you're not gonna take a sack
You gonna fight back, .. will show attack,
I'm not a blood, but I gotta throw the lift back,
I must ask, what's the mission in your wraps,
What's the dish at your head, is the man hood that I land
Because I do not have multiple women land on their bag
Matter of fact it seakens me like dizzy it's vomitive
Will try to ?? and then this verse see I am confident
Now he can save your soul, repet and let go
Lose your life, give it up the Christ, let the flight know
Let's go!
For the mind that set on the flash,
Was hostile to God
But there was not .. the God's laws
And Diddy cannot
Those who run the lash, can I please got?
as long as hate they call
Yeah, they paint a picture of flicker ..
If you're telling you over high beats, he not a man of sanity
Look these boys, so calm in, tryin to ??
But after the game is real, what's left in the life in
Nothing, ceiling pipes and steady shining
Convincing to miss cool the feelings cooling and beasting thuggin'
Go ahead and rip your block but go ahead and bust some shots
Me must be for your forth, he say I'd rather not
What a life for this fools they call them sales rappers
I'm telling you but offer show, like could pretty at
They some pretty good, acting knocking get it laughten
Straight to the bent for more check
Standing .. pastor.
Yeah, got me feeling is that time
I can't stop ?? the pen
I stept put in the lamb, I understand I'm a man with blouse
But I call, but I got my life in his hands,
Blood 'bout all the way
So I go hard, yeah this for when I walk around
And talk down it's okay, but that call mine like Harley
They roll out, they blow out
they got their money and their music fears
Four minutes of drugs can't set where ?? to look them kids
The combination is ridiculous, ignorant,
You're stripping little kids of that innocence
That pass the lance, leave the hell bro
As if I love you then you know I had to tell ya
I'm at through 18:6 man,
But whose ever causing this little once who leaving me to sin
It will be better for him to have a great near stone messing around his neck,
And if he drown at the depth of the sea,
It's all on Jesus Christ.
Let's do with that click nine and shot gun you pop one, huh
You're running drills, molly pills you were top gun, huh,
You got a fam base, but stop, look at that girl's face
Ain't got no daddy, she's been raped but she's jail bent
Looking at your daughter, and your fitty oh be caught about
But you let it fly for the sake of music? I think not
But if that was your mother and then fit it on me and call a pot
Would you let it fly for the sake of music? I think not
I understand you a rapper and you got a image
Your click is the liming, your block is the liming scrimmage
And when upon is crossy, you're not gonna take a sack
You gonna fight back, .. will show attack,
I'm not a blood, but I gotta throw the lift back,
I must ask, what's the mission in your wraps,
What's the dish at your head, is the man hood that I land
Because I do not have multiple women land on their bag
Matter of fact it seakens me like dizzy it's vomitive
Will try to ?? and then this verse see I am confident
Now he can save your soul, repet and let go
Lose your life, give it up the Christ, let the flight know
Let's go!
For the mind that set on the flash,
Was hostile to God
But there was not .. the God's laws
And Diddy cannot
Those who run the lash, can I please got?
as long as hate they call
Yeah, they paint a picture of flicker ..
If you're telling you over high beats, he not a man of sanity
Look these boys, so calm in, tryin to ??
But after the game is real, what's left in the life in
Nothing, ceiling pipes and steady shining
Convincing to miss cool the feelings cooling and beasting thuggin'
Go ahead and rip your block but go ahead and bust some shots
Me must be for your forth, he say I'd rather not
What a life for this fools they call them sales rappers
I'm telling you but offer show, like could pretty at
They some pretty good, acting knocking get it laughten
Straight to the bent for more check
Standing .. pastor.