Lyrics:
last suppa'
Play with me, check who came with me
I bought a couple 9's, plus the K's with me
I breeze through Queen's to check some bad bitches
I
And power
And one of man's greatest superpowers
Is a gun
(1, 2, 3, 4)
Cuz bitch I am black
I got niggas that wait in the post for my drops like they Shaq
(I
I am standing outside
Staring at the light
Whispering the words you said
During our last fight
You know I loved you before
Now I think I'm done
One
Curve em when it's time to preach the sermon
Circle through a fickle past
Recognizing how I felt but really memories never last
It's just a memory
These
me
Screaming now to be free
I am addicted to the pain
It all feels the same
Needle or the truth
Now piercing my vein
Consumed by the hate
I wanna close
the mortar
The curve in the straits of Gibraltar
The free thinker
The non blinger
The dreadlocked Delilah scissor breaker
The one who knows that he who
and
Lies but i am going to
Preach to you the truth until you
Are free of that fear – Malcolm X
The fearful attitude
In the beginning, fear was a basic
winning
Pull up I got my whip spinning
Hop on in a spree of killing
Blood up on my table spilling
And I am free, free, free, free
But let me end this moment
in order to feed they kids
They gotta play that same shit over and
Over and over again i was raised by KRS
One, I was raised by Child Conquest
I was
Fourteenth street and the garbage swirls like a cyclone
Three o'clock in the afternoon
And I am going home
F-train is full of high school
night we're alive
This is the last night I am with you
Don't miss the light though we're apart
I'll fight the dark
Shine, I will soon be by your side
One
the heath
Should not ye have danced
In long days afore?"
"I beg thee remain
And stay by my side
The winter is long
And I am afraid to die."
She stirred my
The creatures crawling on their hands and knees shuffle their way through a hole in the wall
On the other side, one by one, they amble up to their
And the oaks and Georgia forest that
Will hold me more than father
I do it for my enemies and partners
I do it for the truest side
Of music that's forgotten
I do
and over and over i was raised by
KRS 1, I was raised by Tribe Called Quest
I was raised
By DMX the last real nigga alive? Naw
Nigga! We real
Niggas alive,
free is free indeed
Who the son sets free is free indeed
Then my memory lapsed on all the times they used to disqualify my name indeed
Who You say I am
I’ve got lots of stories
Cause I’ve had lots of pain
My aunt tried to lose me
In the woods, in the rain
I fell sound asleep
In the roots of a big oak
the hell did I, hell did I, hell did I say?
Last thing I remember, I was thinking I'd call her up
And put her on speaker while the whole bar sang Free
to salute
So for now we'll find our faces drenched in morning light
But i want to be pushed by a stronger arm
Like a tire swing on an old oak tree
I want
pain
I can get you John Doe by a no name
Catch him at the Chinese store
Pulled two sticks on him, we eatin' Lo Mein
Nah nigga, Smack can't hear
(hair)
followed
mythic being on
the bus. if I'm a
slave to art am I
a slave to love? am
I a ferryman? am
I abridged? am I
from houston to
oakland
the Lord, free at last!
I am free from the guilt that I carried
From the dull empty life, I'm set free
For when I met Jesus he made me complete,
He
the Lord, free at last!
I am free from the guilt that I carried
From the dull empty life, I'm set free
For when I met Jesus he made me complete,
He
Yellow Banks of Kentucky, Ohio River flowing by
I will always have you with me, no matter where I am tonight
So raise up that glass and toast
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