Brand New
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God bless you
You make me feel brand new
For God blessed me with you
You make me feel brand new
I sing this cause you
Creepin through our block
Late night hoodie black mask on mask off as I drop another track
In this life of madness baby shes the one that keeps me sane
Yeah my hiena physcadellic makin love with mary jane
As I take to the sky now let me ease yo mind
This is ese 40z dedicated to artisia rhymes
Thugged out smoked out but only off them trees
When a chill autumn cooler be in that summer breeze
You keep It spring time feelin like a brand new vibe
I take another dose of you then I feel alive
I know you feel me too
I know you got my back
Ease the pain and all my stress is twisted bottle caps
And let the 40 ounce in vocal vicious on them verbals
With my ruca marijuna got me flowin in them circles
Now we really vibin type of makin best of vida loca
How im doin it for life release it to another rola
You
You make me feel brand new
God blessed me with you
We stay gettin faded like a round in the cycle
Got me goin in them circles drinkin 40s in the barrio
Triste wyno on the track droppin nothin but the realest
Ese 40z on the ride makin sure that you could feel this
On another oldie rhythm stylistics
Sitting hard type of jam you could bump
While rolling down your boulevard
This is thug life homie droppin tracks for the ghetto keep yo head up
Keep it pushing
Take it to another level
Dont let nobody get you down
And let the music set you free
Were all together in the struggle
In this vida of a G
Got to face hard time and I dont see em getting better
Bandana on my face chunkin up a couple letters
Cuz I live like that
Up in them calles where I learned
Old school values through my stilo In my mente swhile I burned
Another leรฑo to the dome and I throw it in the verse
So you could bump it while you rollin in the varrio on the first
You
You make me feel brand new
God blessed me with you
From dusk to dawn
We posted up on the street corner
Slug the park like its my true love of a street Soldier
Love my dogs and love dat OE
We drinkin 40s
Sippin it
Hes just another drunken homie
Triste wyno is the name spittin rhyme
Spittin game for the hoes ese
I aint got no time
Its the calles the varrio that holds me back
Talk to me and tell me stories about them days way back
Sippin down another trago to catch a buzz
Reminisce on the locos who aint here wit us
Some RIP and doin life cuz its ruff and tuff
Growin in a life of violence as we chunk it up
It aint no big thang like an oldie rola
Jammin to the stylistics and I feel brand new
Just another firme dia ese sippin brew
This for all my southside locos out there actin a fool