Lyrics:
the wolves my Fangs grow a couple inches
What happened to me
My sense of humor loss misplaced Within the darkness
The fire behind my eyes is hidden by dark
knee caps
Know we seen the same things
So lemme recap
Started with a fire down under
Creatures by the billion misplaced
Then commanders in Iran got
baayma ma dem mangi on my way
Bo demul ma dem man are hustling day by day
Baayi ma dem baayma ma dem mangi on my way
Bo demul ma dem man are hustling day
raised by them goons
Came out the womb, I was grippin' that tool
Kept a Glock 45 in my backpack at school
Grey59 boy and my click filled with wolves
since they drove down my block carrying Biggie's urn
From up the block, 'cross the street by the store
When my man was put in position, told him peep
Friday to Friday stay-be baby
plus stylus, sippin on Berry's iris
My windfall- be rich by sixteen
Swimmin in CREAM, fuck a dollar and a dream
Saw her
Lord, there goes Johnny Appleseed
He might pass by in the hour of need
There's a lot of souls
Ain't drinking from the well locked in a factory
I need you to give me love
Give me love when the lights on me
Won't you promise that you'll stand by me
And we might make love in the club in
Lilac flowers
And berries where we lie
Behind these violet eyes
A fire
Tragedy's child
Born into cruelty and crooked form
The hateful twist
my big black boots.
Living off the earth eating herbs and fruits.
The children await me by the mountain in the river.
And gather round the fire for
the streetlight watchin' society
With no respect for the people's right to privacy
I'll take a slug for the 'cause like Huey P.
While all you fake niggas try
Halle Berry did Michael Ealy
I'm spittin' pollaseeds (I'm spittin' pollaseeds)
I crack 'em one by one 'cause I don't wanna be greedy
Cause the salt
Another black man in America
Dead in the streets by the hands of police
I can’t even tell you what is scarier
They sworn to protect but they leave my
fly by ah yh! (Mmmm)
That yellow skins everything (Yeh)
Topped up my melanin (Hey)
Listen, man's too smooth
They say the blacker the berry sweeter
off by talkin' 'bout me
Everyday my birthday, you still ain't got me nothin'?
Yeah, I do this all the time
Aye, happy birthday, bitch, you look
Oakland, California
And let me take you to by the Bay
In Oakland, California
Huh, I know a girl from
From Oakland, California
I know a place
Called Oakland,
is like the eulogy for Huey P
Written by Ruby Dee but ministered by Uni-G
Woo hey, hey ho, we gonna take our freedom if you didn't hold on
Uhh This is
DJ turn it down
"Big drip", these be hand-me-downs
She on her knees, can't stand me now
I'm by myself, yuh, smoking up
I'm by myself just rolling up
Cos I came from home
Last man
Who's standing right by God
Who never gon sell him soul
Cut the weed And
He cut the coke
Cos I
Cos I came from home
18
I was born by the river
Place I am delivered
From all the sins that left my body quivered
Walked in shivered
Water was too cold
A small price to pay
sippin this sippin this syrup by myself
I got them rainbow colors in my cup
Jollyranchers man that shit be good as fuck
That's that syrup
doja
Im Full Of Dat Shit
[Webbie] In tha club by the bar wit my niggas we twistin gars spendin 50's wit my boys jumpin stompin makin noise on tha block
Huey Newton
I feel it, it's in the air
White cop with a stare
New judge in the chair
This shit hittin' the fan
But me, I'ma be smart and legalize my shit
myself, do a show by myself, I'ma blow by myself
Do it on my own and I don't need your help
Go on my own and I don't need your help
I was prepared the day
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