Dessy Hinds - Sit N' Prey Lyrics
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Sit N' Prey
Sit N' Prey Lyrics |
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What Are The Lyrics For Sit N' Prey By Dessy Hinds?
I feel it
Soul music Sometimes I just sit and pray Said I don't know why do I live my life this way Why do I live my life this way Yo, said the apex rhymes on the empire's eyes Can testify I'm the best of fly Live your life and I'm gon live mine Tell me what the f*ck an angel does Were seein kids who ain't aged enough Getting high off angel dust From NY to Los Angeles There ain't no love In the heart of the city Looking where they (?) And they party at Cardiac arrest can feel risky Real pissy I chase cheese and real pussy yeah, Cats used to yawn on his rap now look at em Shit ain't been the same since them niggas started booking em Bullet with your pen up, looking sharper than a bulletin With pin stripes and hollow tip bullets in it He's something that you'd invest in Catch him live on late night, but he ain't interestin' Pop up and poop out something like intestine No corrections cause the mike been checked in The only time he be (?) is when he sexin' My team like teenage mutants and X-men Fire spark when i step in He the human torch Inhaling fumes of all sorts of course Steez taught me how to store it in my ball shorts So when we stop by the D we never get caught I say it again we face cells but never lost Either be a warlord for 6 fees short. Each day in this living hell feel remorse But he had a million dollar smile way before he flossed Sometimes I just sit and pray Said I don't know why do I live my life this way Why do I live my life this way Yo, said the apex rhymes on the empire's eyes Can testify I'm the best of fly Live your life and I'm gon live mine Yo, I'm trying to Oprah win-win with a "L" in my hand Remotely passed off like the generous man And they wonder what it cost to put the pen in my hand But don't understand they the only one who gets the benefit Sometimes I just sit and pray They couldn't walk this way in my Js It wouldn't feel despair, but disarray Like their souls disappear, Sing our heart froze, got dropped like Couldn't close my ghost souls, eyes closed Covered with Ray Banns, I call it my eyes closed, and I know! Even through shades of black I see brighter days looking back in fact So I relax my mind, see what these tracks can find The gold mine that will make me rich in both times and mine Gotta make it all mine if you don't mind Cause sometimes Sometimes I just sit and pray Said I don't know why do I live my life this way Why do I live my life this way Yo, said the apex rhymes on the empire's eyes Can testify I'm the best of fly Live your life and I'm gon live mine Right on the block where they sit and play Lives the vicious ways where they spit and spray Vicious trey's coming for the ice you kept in yesterday It's nothing but the history Protecting ya' from being history And then the next day your face is just a mystery For niggas who really ain't feeling me are all my fucking enemies Even the lightest hours requires heavy artillery Accelerate without the breaks of a break And still I'm not eating up to now and there's a lot on my plate All in a days work of God and his grace You wanna eat then tell God and say grace And avoid the heat getting the boil to surface A soft nigga caught between these rocks and a hard place Because the Mafia is on the look out for the Scarface But the ill minded child, is ill minded child Got a round of styles Killing niggas' mental like a round of shells Very well rounded round it Well till the highest number praying that 2047 ain't the highest number |
Who Wrote Sit N' Prey By Dessy Hinds?
Jo-vaughn Scott
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