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Bin Ladens Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2024
Lyrics
Straight from the underground
Like a disaster
It's dooms day aye tell me who gon back yah ah ah
This is greed and depression
Smoking bin ladens and it's only 9/11
You know I can't stand TV
Every year got us programmed
To what is on repeat
Is it me
What's the buzz with this conspiracy
We're divided in different classes but we're in the same economy
Work rates fluctuate higher taxes is killing me
Drugs flow in hood like ever block got a pharmacy
What they cooking in the stove could kill your whole family
Too much shootings in the hood but who's the enemy
That's probably why I keep my rotwieler next to me
Oh God what would I do with all this energy
Come to the hood and you will see
Disaster another body on a stretcher that's reality
How can I sober up pop another tripstacy
I choose my own lane poetry it was meant for me
See me though your glasses like its on 3d
And I thank God they can never duplicate me
Its getting crazy
Straight from the underground
Like a disaster
It's dooms day aye tell me who gon back yah ah ah
This is greed and depression
Smoking bin ladens and it's only 9/11
Smoking mirrors
What I can't unsee Gives me the shivors
Devices Push the button collecting items or deliver
My neighbor itching for that high she need it quicker
I think she way pass cloud nine she might miss dinner
One chance to live maybe you should reconsider
Why I think I made decisions to drop the liquor
I couldn't stand being at church when were all a sinner
Humble beginner chances of leaving the hood is getting slimmer
Working hard to pay bills
What's the bigger picture
Where all sinking over here
But whose the better swimmer
Healthy or unhealthy Living we still die quicker
Am I distracted with material things that's looking slicker
Live today die tomorrow
let them pull the trigger
If you think outside of the box
Be a quick thinker
Everything happens here
Don't ever point a finger
You know who's rocking the mic
Whose on the track like a sprinter aye