Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song On My Own, artist - Freeway.
Date of issue: 31.12.2002
Song language: English
On My Own |
It’s because I’m all on my own, now |
You can leave him out hear alone, now |
Ya’ll need to really watch ya’ll tone |
Now you see the chrome |
Im a blast it for ya I’m a blast it for ya It’s Freeway all by myself |
I’m in da place all on my own |
In da club wit the chrome |
While ya’ll nigga’s gotta leave it at home |
Ya’ll haters better leave it alone |
Before you meet wit ya DEATH |
Back up off me Put ya keys in the ig-nition |
Start the rolling gap, scrap, befoere I calp |
Bang out like a western |
Found out where you live at Pay ya spot a visit |
Listen |
Free to frosty, back up off me Before you get bury |
Carry the mover |
Extra rounds to get the clowns up of me |
Ya’ll act scary, You act like losers, check, check |
State Prop in ya neighborhood |
Roc in ya spot, spot roc when you let us in Free got things locked in ya neighborhood |
Roc’s on ya block, Free servin they medicine |
(Hook) Repeat |
Roof less like a shot from a cannon |
Free is in affect and will stayin datein |
Yall, baby momas should have warned you |
Cause they seen it on the bed |
when she came over the crib |
Now they don’t really wanna get the k involed |
Cause we are gonna put this thang to ya head |
The whole click pull chicks don’t brag |
Tell em freeway sad if it ain’t bout head |
Go head, you think its bout change go change |
Put on ya shit (uh-huh), hop in a cab (yeah) |
Meanwhile free stuck in a lab |
Earning my grip, youngin’s huggin’the strip |
Freeway move rhymes like dimes move hits like nicks |
On ya mind like all the time |
On ya station like heavy rotation |
Used to be on my grind like on the line |
(Hook) Repeat |
Bee Bop at the Roc we don’t stop |
Boom Boom Tang my gang we move thangs |
And I put up the Range, the hoopty flow through ya block |
Ice cover my watch ya eyes stuck on the change |
What you thought its the Roc |
Wit my people from St. Lou |
Jack Frost, Jack Frost |
Up in the bang-o, the wrist froze |
Grip O’s |
Roc-a-Fella pitbull snatch every bitch on ya block |
Yall prick need to back up off me Keep ya distance, cause my smithin on seveice |
Whats ya order slugs on the menu |
Shut the shop down on purpose, work this |
Four-fifth like I’m runin’for prez |
I peel lead have you runin’from shots |
Go tell ya block ya block start wit the kid |
Kid kidnap ya pops |
(Hook) Repeat |
Shit back up off me Keep ya distance, cause my smithin on seveice |
Whats ya order slugs on the menu |
Shut the shop down on purpose, work this |
Back up off me Keep ya distance, cause my smithin on seveice |
Whats ya order slugs on the menu |
Shut the shop down on purpose, work this ho |
(Repeat till fade) |
Ho, and another one |
ho and another one ho and another one |