Lyrics:
(yup, yup)
Cleveland is my city, city (I be, oh)
I be all day rollin' in my whip (uh)
Got my sippin' cup out on the low (uh-huh, ayy)
I keep two
and a
Chain across the dump sayin', "this dump is closed on Thanksgiving," and
We'd never heard of a dump closed on Thanksgiving before, and with tears in
James Cleveland knows
About those days
When James came to prepare our
Choir for a gospel broadcast
Which is still in existence
And he and Aretha used
the years
But I keep on balling on niggas like Cleveland Cavaliers
I just move with no urgency I ain't got no fears
The love is there until it's not and then
This is for the likes of Abner Louima
For the life of Philando Castile
Every victim of Hurricane Katrina
Praying that the Government would send
before the game
This is a God's dream my mini me is a mix of
Two of my favorite things
Me and my wife's face
All I think about every day is how
I get my
fatherin' them
James parked in the complex, shawty walking in
Black leggings, leather jacket, and some black shades
Shorty five seven, few days earlier she
I'll stand up, I didn't want to be mean
But I guess every day's an Off Day when it comes to Charlie Sheen
This alcoholic should stay anonymous, I'm
falcon
The air to the thrown
The king is back
Ohio's own Lebron James
Starving for fame
Ravage beware
Cuz I ain't ate
Uh
The competition just demise them
through my window pane
Every day has many colors 'cause the glass is stained
Everything has changed but remains the same
So once again the mirror raised
priceless moments
An a million people may not know us
But every one of us wants this gift we own
And that is how is how to keep it real
How to never judge
See the mystery
Broken history
Reformatted by the demon leaking speech
I ain't fuck
Neo-papacy
All yo' nazi shit is level puppetry
Workin' all day no
hold a note like da guy who said da British is comin'
Oh yeah da niggas is comin' get out ya good dishes or somethin' like it's thanksgiving
And non
Oh God, Oh God, life is real life
Is when you wanna sing Polly-Wally-Doodle all the day,
Well you know, I may well be a sequel to Jaws,
In which
that we bought
History must be taught
In these last days
That's coming to a naught
Let there be light
Father send your light
The pathway is bright
When I look around, I always learn something, and that is, to be always yourself
And to express yourself, to have faith in yourself
Do not go out
Ball
James Harden for the 3
Luka at the PG
Dog back in the day
Like Shaq in the key
Dog back in the day, yeah I really was a beast
Don't leave yo food
that I'm letting myself down there is not a day that goes by that. I don't feel like I've let myself down in the way that I have music. So little in my
clubs, nigga (Lord)
Pandemic got niggas eatin' like Action Bronson
Thanksgiving, catchin' the corona like Magic Johnson (you did)
Is it real? Is it
the Devil's alpha to the beta
Cause history's best qualified to teach one
Quoting German philosopher Schopenhauer
"Every white man is a faded or a bleached one"
is da day
That the Lord has made
I will rejoice for He has made me glad
(Praiz da Lord)
You wake up this morning
You think say na by your power
(Praiz
"And now, And now, And now!
Comes my favorite part.
This is the part where
I get to expose myself,
to... Cleveland.
All my hopes, fears,
dreams
cool when there's constant heat on ya' back (back)
New York City
That's where I stay
Where every day
Is foul play (Barry Williams)
We got ours, so
praise
Shabach God And believe what He say
We understand that we should enter in His gates With thanksgiving in our hearts every day
As well as enter in
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