Islands

Who Do It Better?

by Islands

Chorus
Who Do It Better? I pull up in that Integra smoother than leather/ I'ma do this forever middle finger whoever I'm use to this weather/
I come from Maryland..I smoke on every strand/
Rest In peace to all my friends who died from Heroin/
Moment of silence Why the City I was born so violent?/
Why the drugs in my county wilding?/
Don't ask why I'm not smiling/The world cold got everybody firing....Damn...
I said the world cold that's why everybody firing.../

Verse 1
Gotta Bundle up in this cold world/Gotta be Street smart As the world twirl/
Heart is the key to the locked door/ Once you got that can't be stopped so/
Push through never ever back down/Take a loss come back harder next round/
Head high in the sky got confidence/ I got so much to accomplish/ No compass I know where I'm going No damn given so I'm flowing/
Get wet up now your frozen/ burr its cold outside
Homicides everyday/ Somewhere far from where I stay/
Went to Heroin High but all I ever smoke is J's/
Weed is not a gateway drug i'm living proof blame ya' plug/
Some of my friends ain't here today hope they in Heaven as I pray/

I blow smoke into the sky and ask why../ Do we have to live and die../
Why can't we ALL live in paradise tell me why/ I hope I get answers when its my time/

Who Do it better than the veteran? I should be beheading them/ For lack of intelligence pure negligence/
I fuel elegance obscure yes I been / but I still pull up in my ride like.../

Chorus

ISLANDZ - Verse 2
I like to party see feds on my floor druggies keep calling they blessing my phone
I don't like chains but them diamonds are cold Obama's a b*tch got Libya at war
That be your main that be my hoe that be your AK poking the hole
That be the feds knocking at door that be my plug I'm taking them calls
I be so high I cannot stall I be so high I cannot fall
I be so high see everything small
Try to charge me I'm charging my phone tryna find me I be in my zone
I got that action they calling me Jones
Indiana smoking Maryland I got runner no evidence
(I like to party see feds on my floor druggies keep calling they blessing my phone
I don't like chains but them diamonds are cold Obama's a b*tch got Libya at war
That be your main that be my hoe that be your AK poking the hole
That be the feds knocking at door that be my plug I'm taking them calls)

CHORUS

Song Comments (1)
On Who Do It Better? by Islands

By keith merritt

Posted

The song I'm looking for was made in the late 60s early 70s. I think it was "called all my friends that died".
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