Lyrics:
This perspective is a real one, another lost Ville son
I dedicate these words to you and all the other children
Affected by the mass incarceration in
woah, oh woah, oh woah uh oh
This is my reality
I've been making this climb
Write my name in the sky
Drinking up on this plane, these days, I'm finding
she pregnant and it's mine
I'm thinking she was lying by
The looks on her face
But she started paging me
Like every single day
She said her man going
paper, forwards, backwards & sideways
I been a solo nigga ever since my younger days
Therefore, I drank by myself, smoke by myself
Plus, fuck all your hoes
like the garden here?
I think it's simply splendid
I'm overwhelmed by it's sanctuary
So, you don't mind these high gates
And things and the walls?
Oh,
the days get long
We're breathin' in and keepin' on
Sayin' baby we can make it even if were barely getting' by
Rich on love with nothin' in the bank
Beer
light
For me
For me when I'm out on the creep
Do whatever to get a meal when you barely can eat
I'm determined to fight the power to further
by me
yeah, for real
Skit
Figuero Jones
I just wanted to take the time to say that
after everything we've been through
you known and we've done
Cancun
Get it, nah forget it, soo woo I live it
Made the letter B more famous than a Red Sox fitted
But that was suicide, I don't live in Judah's eyes
Half
Cancun
Get it, nah forget it, soo woo I live it
Made the letter B more famous than a Red Sox fitted
But that was suicide, I don't live in Judah's eyes
Half
deeper reason in a message?
I've been thinkin' and looking for all the right answers for these questions
"Blacks and Whites don't mix so nothing will be
What are those arts?
Chiefin' on some good herb
Esco fire up
Psychedelic flow, smokin' kush by the pound
Got some girls in my condo, I'ma pimp
brought the ointment
I live and die by the pen, and Kaarmaa coming heavy for you
You can tend the rabbits, Lennie, this a game of mice and men
I've come
make it these days
It wasn't obvious
Get it I get up, I gotta
Get it I get up, I gotta
Get it I get it
It wasn't obvious
Get it I get up, I gotta
Get it
than were
Available the solution was the create
Extra ones by copying
The first four tracks to a
Second blank tape and
Simultaneously mixing some of them
in, I prepared half a potion.
Now you must do the other half.
You must get seven part-silver curses made special out of bullet bits
By some Pollock
in, I prepared half a potion.
Now you must do the other half.
You must get seven part-silver curses made special out of bullet bits
By some Pollock
on that ass, that's an ass-state
Roll–roll–roll my weed on it, that's an ass tray
Say, Ye, say, Ye, don't we do this every day–day? (Huh?)
I work them
for a rap
Wish you niggas good luck, tryna get where I'm at
Straight like that
It's a celebration
For the ghetto, oh
It's time, times like these (Ooh
day, good day, good day)
I've been up and I've been down, but you know
Any day you wake up, that's a good day
Let me get up on my MPC
When it come
wanna tell 'em what it is)
One day (One day)
It's gonna get better (Yes it will)
It's gotta get better (It's got to)
One day it'll get better better uh
to wonder before I ever knew your name
Just where you were and how long I'd have to wait
Cause without you, I can't walk the line
I barely get by
I barely get
I'm tru
I got them g's on my side and you know how us g's do
Another day, another dollar
I'm not a scholar cause I didn't graduate
Share my school I get
blue boys did with George Floyd
Fool it felt like the whole world hated me
Was on the couch and hella anxious, i could barely sleep
Thinking bout his
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