Lyrics:
Weak on ourselves
We've lost the road
Drunk on the tit of the stories we're told
Disguised by night as 'human rights'
They'll swallow us whole if we
was born that night
And something tells me that when things get dark for her he has the light
She gave the boy my name, I'm so proud
But by God, he
You stood at your front fence
You were there every day
Smiling at the children as they made their way
You knew them all by name
Counted inches
You stood at your front fence
You were there every day
Smiling at the children as they made their way
You knew them all by name
Counted inches
Lord knows imma be fine
Lord knows get mine
Lord knows imma be good
Lord knows it
Take our glory
Change our story
Take our hope
And then they tell us
the street
You could feel the heat
Let me tell you friend
They could hardly wait
To mark your sheet
It was maximum joy
For the men they employed
To hold you
We all laugh and tell old stories
Just sittin' in the dark
And not one of them knows that
When we land I'll disembark
We've spent so much time
Gather round and listen up my children
This is a story that'll scare the turds right out of your underwear
It's about a place called Neverland
an aaful story
Whisht lads, haad yor gobs
An' aa'll tell ye 'boot the worm
down because that Era Is over
For degenerate confederate soldiers
Now tell me
Why I'm nervous every time I gotta cough or sneeze
Out in public stop
like me this focused
Waiting for another black dream to crumble
Cheering from behind praying that I fumble
Children on my side they can't see me fumble
revolver lodged in
My esophagus with one bullet
Eight-millions stories in this world untold
So in my notebook is where I put ‘em
You just a Jr like Cuba
Don't get me wrong, thugs come hopin' to bust
But uncock their glock when they know this is us
And bitches, the girls keep the block jumpin'
Somebody
Let the dirt sheets gossip
I'm the new hot topic
You know what time it is when the clock starts ticking
The wood grain grippin baller still tippin
Tell
of pretending that I know why
I have to lose myself, I no longer try to hide
I've got a story to tell
Just waiting for the day
Just waiting for the day
devotion 'cause I'm
The Earth, Wind, and Fire of hip hop
By Rakim and Short I been inspired
My shit knocks environ---ments
Of cats wit seventeen's tint, time
circle each other just like
Children on a crowded carousel
Oh, its a story we have to tell.
We got so used to thinking
that one is always far
Love has
It happen to be genocide in the 1st degree
But now it's called American pride the land of the free
So when you wave your flag and tell me love it
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