Lyrics:
Five hundred of them poor slaves,
Me boys, from their native land we bore.
We marched them up upon a plank and stowed them down below,
Scarce eighteen
population by who scoring the lowest
And usually the lowest scores the poorest and they look like me
And everyday on evening news they feed you fear for free
the crimes
Spraying the nine, explode instantly
Taking what's mine la Coka Nostra fleece
Exclusive like Snow Beach
Shooters with chrome heat
40-Belows and gold
that's word to T Pain
Took Ls all year like a damn pothead, living jobless
Summer 2019 made me heartless
40 hours every single week, I'm a slave
Soon
sound
But this is part
Of the project of the new record, as
He explains it: to present an "older
More experienced Meek Mill"
Dreams Worth More Than Money
Valentino summers and wave runners
Chains on my niggas like slave runners
Drug dealers anonymous
How many Madonnas can that Mazda fit
My brick talk
slain last summer by a cocaine runner
A new year is dawning, new crews is forming
Rival gangs warring blood steadily pouring
The streets are deep Son
Hot97, you already know what it is
Views from the trap, nigga
I'm back, nigga, with two 9's Warren Sapp
Nigga the crack dealers was new slaves
I toot
it
So I made the song "New Slaves"
So I took the Confederate
Flag and made it my flag it’s my flag now
Now whatchu gonna do?
It looks cool i like
Forty by nature
Y'all Corny by nature Meaning
All of y'all naturally whack
And I'm naturally dope like coke before crack
Oh Really? I'm more like the weed
Summer's done
It was full of life
Said the way we've gone calls for longer nights
If the norms of this is wrong then we're doing right
Going through
SALLY HEMINGS
(Peter Sando)
Born as a slave Sally Hemings came of age
knowing only to obey
strange as it seems just a child of fifteen
trapped in
Valentino summers and wave runners
Chains on my niggas like slave runners
Drug dealers anonymous
How many Madonnas can that Mazda fit?
My brick
born in freedom but he soon becomes a slave
I cages of convention from cradle to the grave
The weak fall by the wayside but strong will be saved
In
the forty hope we see the summer's end
Hellish moments I be smelling deaths aromas
I know some niggas that'll do you colder than Pneumonia
We haven't been
of us serve the same masters
All of us nothin' but slaves
Never forget in the story of Jesus
The hero was killed by the state
Deje de caminar en la nieve
Valentino summers and wave runners
Chains on my niggas like slave runners
Drug dealers anonymous
How many Madonnas can that Mazda fit?
My brick
and the pioneers,
Driven by hunger, haunted by fears,
The Klondike miners and the forty niners,
Some wanted freedom and some wanted riches,
Some liked to loaf
below.
Where the snow melts and the rivers flow
I just want to live my life.
Where the trees grow, and the air is clean.
Where nature's free do to her
Bitch, this the finest grape, life is great
If they kick down the door
Hit the fire escape, wait
You done heard dope before
But this that new batch
With
I stood before the glittery borders of new radius in search of the fabled city of mud and crushed velvet, what I found was a gutter where the love
surrounded by titties and asses
Spend a lot of money on some brand new clothes
Tryin' to impress these brand new hoes
Laugh every time I have sex with
[SOS]
By the dawn of the new millennium we saw bright chains
Winter brought along platinum causing the ice age
No more Gold, no more YO! MTV RAPS
Now
to Roll, so I'm taking you back to school days of autumn
Before the bottom dropped out in 2K
By the dawn of the new millennium we saw bright chains
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