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[Mr. SOS]
Today's about to be one of the biggest days of my life
'Cause I'm about to ask the women I love if she'll be my wife
I just know that she
brown liquor, that gon' keep me deady
And I'ma beat the fuckin' block til I'm good and ready
P.O. like, you gotta have a job, I'm like, I do already
I be
eyes!) Rise, yes I come to (Sterilize)
Mr. Parasite, I got your big surprise
Mad effective as you vision my perspective, hot shot
Look at what you got,
white
Black mothers fighting for justice
And what about babies you wanna save them
You only care when they're unborn
But you're from the uk doesn't affect
pope on your block
In a big brown truck like I am ups
And I don't know about y'all
That re-up real small
You don't spend more then a
Thousand at the mall
Chrous: The Game
Nigga be easy
Growing up in California believe me
We drive-by, spraying colors for shizzy
Light it up for 2pac and Eazy
Show them
Bright moments
Bright moments always come back vivid
The fifth great was epic citywide test pressure
The pre-crack era!
Mr. Schollmen, what
I'm reapin' all the ambition I sow
I keep it afloat, other niggas drown
My name is Levi like Strauss
If you wanna, you can call me Mr. Brown
Either
Brothers, Miles Davis
Mr. James Brown, 2Pac
Bob Marley, Biggie Smalls
Billie Holiday, Cathy Hughes
Charlie Parker, Betty Shabazz
Denzel Washington,
tryin' to freeload
I'm about to conquer
Then dethrone
Become the head honcho
Supremo, capo, Nino
Brown
Surrounded by my partners and amigos
Dollar Sign,
to be if you're like me and crave brutality
I've been to California by way of Tijuana
Them pinche loco gueros out there farming marijuana
I smoked about
"Excuse me Miss...
maybe we can go and jus chat." "About what?"
"About, about this about that."
I bet I put somethin in yo mind
To make you heel it up
kids is talking about
Or how they fit they own foot into they own mouth
I put a couple bodies in a brown bag then I'm on route
I'm sneaker shopping
One day I wanna make big profits, but right now I’m getting paid by the hour.
But an old black man, in an old mini van, had a saying that knowledge
One day I wanna make big profits, but right now I’m getting paid by the hour.
But an old black man, in an old mini van, had a saying that knowledge
me extorted by the FED. but I do really care cause it's all culture wars/they justify themselves by exterminating poor/They justify themselves cuz
them bring a bottle and that loud loud (Loud loud)
I'm about to throw a party
Go ahead, tell everybody
Organise the front room, move the sofa
Table by
This is Mr. Capone-e
Talk about my angel (pretty lady)
Mo magic from Nb Ridaz
Com' on
To me your like an angel (oooh)
Someone that was
I'm from the Chi, you know the town
Like Young Joc and this bitch is going down
Louis Down, Old Money, Hubie Brown
Shorty got a Gucci gown
I can't
let me introduce myself my name is Mr. Russell Jones
Excuse me for that one I had to let that one low ah
And tonight, you're going to see that you
me, baby,
Yesterday at Mrs Brown's,
I don't believe a word she said,
He's the lying-est man in town, oh babe!
When I need attention at home,
I'll
clutch as fuck
Fast lifestyle slow me down double cup
Old school vis'ans rhyme ambidextrous
I switch hands five o clock when your bitch lands
By six
in the breeze, suicide
With my friend
By my side, the gun is imaginary
The knife's downstairs and I have to carry
When I pick the shit up
It’s gone,
you
All that space you need baby
I wont touch you
I will look indeed baby
Something about you
Really driving me crazy
I know its you
Just looking in
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