Tony Yayo Lyrics

Tony Yayo Lyrics

"It Is What It Is Lyrics"

The Black Lyrics
[music: Tuomas Saukkonen, words: Tuomas Saukkonen/Panu Willman] this place like hell where you belong nation of leeches, kingdom made of thorns civil war inside your head is starting to breed and reform it's own identity here you have no name so death can't find you, define you and hope to be resurrected back to life is gone forever and the black wearing out your soul is the black haunting you in echoes the gaze like death what

[chorus]
22's on the Porsche drugs henny in the fridge
dats how we live it is wut it is
we run up in your crib snatchin kids in your wiz
we know where you live it is wut it is
if we cant eat then your team cant live
that's how it is it is wut it is
nigga that's how it is it is wut it is
nigga that's how it is it is wut it is

[verse 1 yayo]
im crippin everyday token meet Jamaica
my pistol get it poppin like the pistons and the pacers
im the messenger of misery I move discrete
you kiddin me my victory is in the jaws of defeat
then these haters wana kill me cuz my dreams is reality
the sig with the beam will cause a fatality
just caught a case but it's a minor technicality
with shooters on the street prosecuters keep houndin me
wut you know about grammy speeches sandy beaches
pales that seedless four pounds and sweepers
movie features groupie divas deals wit sneakers
secluded in the
State of Shock Lyrics
The time has come to tell the story. You have to know. I must unveil the truth about the way that we are Oh, I'm afraid I can't imagine what it must be like To hear the words that I'm about to tell you: your world is a lie Oh no I can't believe it nor deny it Can someone tell me what I am to do now Why was I abandoned did they leave me for dead (And) the writing on the wall leaves me in a state of shock Oh, who am I? I'm just
woods from the snakes and leaches
Im makin money on the road homie autographin ass
while you on a silver horse with your metro pass
for every dollar you make nigga I make a G
damn it feels good to live life like me

[chorus]
22's on the Porsche drugs henny in the fridge
dats how we live it is wut it is
we run up in your crib snatchin kids in your wiz
we know where you live it is wut it is
if we cant eat then your team cant live
that's how it is it is wut it is
nigga that's how it is it is wut it is
nigga that's how it is it is wut it is

[verse 2 Spider Loc]
its spider and big yay, we doin it which way?
real big cuz he stay where the rich stay
we get it crackin like a high school ditch day
ghetto mackin is how I do the inch pay
a escalade and a two che six tray
but his life is the price that the snitch pay
but its polital my paper sprowtin
my girl get upset I don't take her ou
Is It Love Lyrics
Lyrics:Bosson, Music: Bosson Chorus: Is it love, is it love that I feel Is this the love people talk about Is it love, is it love that I feel Is this the love that we used to dream about Is it love... I'm standing alone, in a bright cold December night I'm counting the stars, while I wait, here for you my lady They say we're meant for each other That it's too good to be true I take a little time to discover My body's aching fo
t n
my choice of occupation make her doubting
ill be out the front door I cant take the poutin
im about anything thatll make a mountin of this moolah
ooh all the cake im countin
see the games too deep I cant shake im scoutin the clout
a fast line like the lakers shoutin
tryna have me a flat wit some acres
out in the boon docks so I move without them fakers

[chorus]
22's on the Porsche drugs henny in the fridge
dats how we live it is wut it is
we run up in your crib snatchin kids in your wiz
we know where you live it is wut it is
if we cant eat then your team cant live
that's how it is it is wut it is
nigga that's how it is it is wut it is
nigga that's how it is it is wut it is

[verse 3 yayo]
im filthy so stop hatin the milli's wut im waving
you guilty by association you payin for operations
your kids be orphans coughin up orcids
we sprayin up your benz you layin in coffinsAnymore Lyrics
I gave my love everything I tied an old glass heart to a ring But she put it on a shelf And I found it didn't help anything I gave my love all the time I tied a worn out dress to a rhyme But she left it at the door And I found it on the floor every time And I won't be making love or taking love or faking it no more And I won't be breaking love forsaking love or taking it no more I gave my love every day I took a dead
> its gunit click nigga you love wut we spit nigga
my wrist glist and glitter cuz we sittin on six figgas
yo its all about the benjamins feel the adrenalin
yo we killin em wit beats from dre and eminem
your bitch keep runnin me I know she feelin me
my last cap and gown was in elementary
the kid is back the kid is crack
im hot hot the way we rap we blazin tracks
you not not and em on the beat I had to hire marshall
so we keep the club packed full of fire marshals
nigga em on the beat I had to hire marshall
so we keep the club packed full of fire marshals

[chorus]
22's on the Porsche drugs henny in the fridge
dats how we live it is wut it is
we run up in your crib snatchin kids in your wiz
we know where you live it is wut it is
if we cant eat then your team cant live
that's how it is it is wut it is
nigga that's how it is it is wut it is
nigga that's how it is it is wut it is