Issue No 144 My Condolences Lyrics


My Condolences by Issue No. 144

Let's get into this, let's get into this
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Burning cush up the porch my condo, my run flow
Retarded down cindrel, you niggas tagg it
Louders guns with out no rabels in them
But you are now a victime ovre sound system
So elaborate and master it you even can't imagine
They say I'm passion here
But that's because passed are quick, raps to wrip a bottle shit
And how what a boss done it;'s forever done
I beat the murder charge free as a bird but I come
From a place when they treat me like drity slum
My codeine cold said that they are searching for guns
My baby mama conspire on my serenity
Telling lies above ...in the family
Niggas judging me so I move uncofortably
You don't, you don't wanna fuck with me
Fuck those three, lips are in the sea
With the mics on, to the head they keep me like a white guard
Niggas born just like a light boss
I'm like God nigga you should my type...
Snake Hollywood just like a ..
The bless is crossing in the storm power is my ...
I use to scream loud from the bopttom of my langs
But pard me son this is emotional, I ain't hold it down like I was suppose to
And now my team scatter the street like ..we'll be acting just like ...
Apologize to grat Christ ..you help me down through many crises
I want you to shine
That nigga try kick code
Ask forces rap king goes
We bout the ceil of the back door
So when we rap back and no ...
Can't back it up, I'm getting at you dog
The beat is prison so evey beast written
Is a though provocative so hell in street niggas is living
This is street deliver
Rock trust the nigga on the block spread
With obstacles on the roaf tops
Sixty tools in the tubs soks
Pull nigga on the stubes, haley rest in piece that two path
With my niggas at, pulling money first in them whores ...
Ain;'t no rain in the flow cas
The gun top it just a name on a tong tag
Brokelyn barry me a G or that swear to the ..
Blow you at, pussy is so ..my misery is all about that twist it tomorows
Back when it was flash, when we win black taks
Broke patch literly was selling coped to a crap
...put champaing through a ...ohh we're ahamed with this incomes
My excuse is no rolls and no bottle
Put on teh cage on the road
And rose put on what they can't read
And feel my pains my team was with me
So ptay that you listen and you niggas fgorgive me sincerly
It's the ..with the ..witll flow
It's the rest and make it down ..sixty five make the tongue
Bomb strap little store, blue graf it, new nigga botu to gte at you
Its'the accidents the pluts so ain't for me
From the peddies, from the ...can't contest on this
My condolences are broke I was hope to see the chose
Spliting for chosiong so competition it's frozen still
Motherfucker rather in the shine
Never rebels shutting rhymes
I split it, lyrics divine with image of god
Bullshit inside my pride, stippers my straight
Let my lyrics live in the sin of ..will explai children
Living in the same building as I was stukc witn pennys in
See this is my time on it, for the moment
Knock it all with so control system zone on 3 in the mornin g
Was fucking with that the floor still intact
Nigga still call me snake, Holywood in corner for
Wripping rappers in sixy for bitch
Like I come in door, I'mma call you niggas but take notice
I wrote this my my enemies, rest in piece

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