Lyrics Slum Dawgs - J. Lewis , PRAYAH
Yo
in
this
life
ain't
no
promises
And
honestly
speaking
I
know
what
time
it
is
As
if
I'm
in
the
building
and
you
peep
the
wrist
Asking
me
some
silly
ass
questions
just
to
snap
a
pic
I
seen
the
picture
I
been
sketched
it
as
a
lil
nigga
During
my
out
of
body
experiences
I
foreseen
my
future
From
spaces
transcended
with
some
graphic
paintings
So
blessed
I
feel
I'm
grannies
favorite
Naw,
no
favoritism
just
the
person
for
a
certain
mission
Heard
a
sheep
do
damage
under
lion
supervision
Dry
hate,
red
tape,
false
information
Tap
dancing
round
the
truth
ok
Sam
Davis
and
em
You
can
play
friends
with
him
if
you
want
to
Reign
pon
dem
pussy
like
a
monsoon
Yea
Lew
well
trained
I
got
that
golden
eye
But
these
blasphemous
bastards
yet
deny
the
god
Slum
dawg
millionaire
Oozy
in
the
wheelchair
Brown
suit
wallabee
down
Grandma
need
healthcare
Keep
the
food
stamps
We
made
it
without
welfare
Shabba
on
his
way
Sizzla
just
got
here
Gun
smoke
for
breakfast
yea
breathe
the
fresh
air
Menace
to
society
they
kill
for
notoriety
Cops
keep
searching
my
V
Like
they
supplying
me
Big
brother
all
in
the
tube
I
think
they
eyeing
me
My
nephew
getting
big
That
sucka
keep
trying
me
I'ma
leave
em
with
a
hole
in
his
tummy
Make
your
soul
summy
I
got
bodies
under
my
belt
They
call
me
Ted
Bundy
Dry
blood
all
in
my
nails
Wallabees
monkey
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