David Banner Lyrics
David Banner Lyrics
"So Trill Lyrics"
You're not a number Lyrics
You can feel your nerve endings They've been dead before today You can feel them rising Feel them rising all the way You've got grease on your fingers oil on your face Happy completely chasing the pace Happy to find out even this late You're not a number There's a new sense of freedom Come banging on your door Deep down inside you
You can feel your nerve endings They've been dead before today You can feel them rising Feel them rising all the way You've got grease on your fingers oil on your face Happy completely chasing the pace Happy to find out even this late You're not a number There's a new sense of freedom Come banging on your door Deep down inside you
Artist: David Banner
Song: So Trill
Album: Mississippi:The Album
Bread and water..This what it comes down to
[Verse 1]
I remember when these kids got killed up in Pearl
Is it the end of the world? Grown men acting like bitches
Bitches actin' like men, and it's all good
As long as all these records keep sellin'
Niggaz time cut so these snitches keep tellin'
Yall know it ain't right..
And I ain't bending for these hoes
Is this the part when my God comes back and starts throwin' elbows?
Man these children gone astray, and no daddies in the home
So they turn to gun play, or they just turn gay
Half-bit like they rich broke, niggaz swisha sweet
So I sit, in a lac and just smoke,stayin' down in the st
I Got It Bad Lyrics
I got it bad i got it blue i got it sad i aint got you i did you wrong you got the right look what i had i got it bad gone and left me lonely cryin' like a fool i just cant belive love could be so cruel i got it bad i got it blue i got it sad i aint got you i did you wrong you got the right look what i
reetI got it bad i got it blue i got it sad i aint got you i did you wrong you got the right look what i had i got it bad gone and left me lonely cryin' like a fool i just cant belive love could be so cruel i got it bad i got it blue i got it sad i aint got you i did you wrong you got the right look what i
Vernon Dixon? Georgetown in the hills
The subs and the boys in Hattiesburg so trill
The delta and coast, the queens is what I boast
But these kids in the south is what a nigga love the most
{Bridge}
Damn, the kids is what a nigga loves most
Fuck, so trill..
[Hook 2x]
I grab a pen and pad and try to tell you how I feel
And scream to the lord it's so trill (so trill)
It's hard in the south when you try to stack a mill'
And scream to the lord it's so trill (so trill)
[Verse 2]
I remember when the twin towers fell
Did the boys in the G know, or just didn't tell?
I ain't forgot about Gore, and them trick ass ballots
Numbers tossed around in the mix like a salad
Or a bird in the Bush
Ben Dewberry's Final Run Lyrics
Ben Dewberry was a brave engineer He told his fireman don't you ever fear All I want is the water and coal Stick your head out the window watch the drivers roll Watch the drivers roll watch the drivers roll Stick your head out the window watch the drivers roll Ben Dewberry said before he died Two more roads that he wanted to ride His fireman asked
Or a brother up in office tryna give a big pushBen Dewberry was a brave engineer He told his fireman don't you ever fear All I want is the water and coal Stick your head out the window watch the drivers roll Watch the drivers roll watch the drivers roll Stick your head out the window watch the drivers roll Ben Dewberry said before he died Two more roads that he wanted to ride His fireman asked
Yall dont try to praise God now
He been watchin from the jump, i'ma crunk
Quick to pull the sawed pump, skull and bones yall can kill me
I'ma G, and the world is gon' feel me
Bet you neva thought the truth would come straight from the middle of Mississippi
So P-Boy keep pushin'..
We some big ones,life would street, man we all on a mission
[Hook 2x]
I grab a pen and pad and try to tell you how I feel
And scream to the lord it's so trill (so trill)
It's hard in the south when you try to stack a mill'
And scream to the lord it's so trill (so trill)
[Verse 3]
This for my boys in the pen and my thugs on the county farms
If it's war then I swear i'm gonna raise
Everyday Lyrics
Everyday, everyday Psychopathic every Hey yo Twin Gats where you at dawg? Yeah, alright now let's uh Let Cell Block come on We rydin on suckas like everyday We blowin bitches back out in every way We dumpin' on fools who be actin hard Your whole damn family will get blown off Cause you ain't worth shit to me you know to me? To me and the Rydas
hem armsEveryday, everyday Psychopathic every Hey yo Twin Gats where you at dawg? Yeah, alright now let's uh Let Cell Block come on We rydin on suckas like everyday We blowin bitches back out in every way We dumpin' on fools who be actin hard Your whole damn family will get blown off Cause you ain't worth shit to me you know to me? To me and the Rydas
And come and getcha, send me a kite...
And I promise that I'll write ya back or smoke a fat sack in ya name
I ain't no bitch or no hoe or no trick
Tryna ride a nigga dick just to make a quick hit
I ain't writin' love songs for prissy bitches
I make songs for the queens who lost sight in the hood
Mayne i made some bullshit but it's good
And if ya see me then you see this shit across my chest
I pray to God, let my spirit do the rest
I pray to God, let my spirit do the rest
[Hook until fade]
I grab a pen and pad and try to tell you how I feel
And scream to the lord it's so trill (so trill)
It's hard in the south when you try to stack a mill'
And scream to the lord it's so trill (so trill)