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to pass it on Two years ago, I thought it'd be my last song Me, Squeaky, Flex and J, on Saratoga Street Smokin white boys, bumpin dopefiend beats
ones by Jay Z and Rick Ross she Did that song because she was asked and Because "Kanye's a genius" She Did "Bang Bang" Because she "knew it would be big"
Take a look and it's plain to see That we're losing our life Right along with the fight for our soul And it seems so insane to me Because we're
New flow, old flows dodo Our flow cold, your's so-so Bars for days, bar raised, pole vault Suit pop open Slew a knight, suicide, no rope I'm on some
down memory lane It's the song of the south Don't know what you talking Keep our name out your mouth My pops didn't make a lot, but enough Still
were easy to trace He had the eyes of a painter Heart of a maker of songs His words fell like rain on the dry desert plain Precious and so quickly gone
realm, no perpetrator A society choose the elevator Of success by identity cross-fader Complex thinking they're really much greater Plain raw, harness
If Pirus and Crips all got along They'd probably gun me down by the end of this song Seem like the whole city go against me Every time I'm in
saint-like in pure white, he's Photographed as he walks not only by us But by everyone else who Happens to be at the beach Today young teenagers with iPhones
these niggas'll do to be in my shoes I'm done playin' by rules Learned from OGs, I'm retirin' the jewels Everything is plain Jane, different day,
many of our white brothers, as evidenced by their presence here today, have come to realize that their destiny is tied up with our destiny. And they have
Hello, aye Finney, what up pimp, Say mane I’m feeling good than a bitch let’s get on another song together, Where you at fool, I’m at the crib bro
With a birds eye view This shit is in plain sight But its up to us We can't blame nobody else Clutch Swish, AYE Won't live by a standard just handed
doubt) Shit - in this white man's world Sometimes we overlook the fact that we be ridin hard on our sisters We don't be knowin the pain we be causin'
to the brothers Smile, you little human, smile, for you're sane. By the way, what's sanity? They don't care about it. In fact, they worry about nothing. They
Yo, what up, man? Yo, what chorus you want me to do? You-you said you want me to do a chorus Which one? On which song? Uh huh, Dear Dilla,
I earned em If you wanna cross me then we get white Ts we done call that murder And I'm on that drive where the shit get live and the shit get hectic
sports car I' m just late to check our baggage into a five star Hotel with a nice view golf course and skybar The ants are in my way so I push pedal
our country's young, And her greatest songs are still unsung. From her plains and mountains we have sprung, To keep the faith with those who went
crew bak here We ridin',she drivin' On our way to the crib, long fish arrivin'. (Chorus) Maybe its the TS chain (I got em right) Maybe its that
Now to our special report around the world Many nations face corruption in the US Police often tell themselves a story about America being
And flesh turns into clay And the earth turns to a grave Flames rising through the nations Must escape by the -- Plains and trains and automobiles Fate lies
if he try To take a flight again It's simple and plain (plane) I let it fly when the flight come in The white come in You slow? Go to Google search
Hand on my heart while i'm drivin the boat Steering the sheep while i'm guided by G.O.A.Ts Nas gave me the power with what he had written 4th song down,
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