Lyrics:
on pinot
Fast forward stardawg still killin' my people
Fendi or Louis, it's really tomato-tomata
Portugal for three weeks, I'm takin' the shottas
African
shit was nirvana man
Financial I was piss poor
But when it came to heart I was extreme rich
All I need to do was turn my vision into reality
So my point
that's how it is
Got insurance on the floor, man I'm that positive
And I'm shaggy in the saggy lens (ooh)
Me and my squad in the paddy wagon tally Benz
the breaks
That's how it is my friend don't make no mistake
Man has to take some action all of the time
Man by his nature's never satisfied
Man just
the damn cops)
Dem a call us, dem a call us
The cops can't stand me, but they can't touch me
Call me a dope man, 'cause I rock dope beats
Jacked by
you
You need me man, I don't need you at all
You need me
I sing and write my own tune
And I write my own verse
Don't need another word-smith
us
I need a bad bad chick as a nurse
My flow got ill
You can call another nurse
If she’s a 10, that’s my personal nurse
She got a man but she texting
set free, by Me
You're so close to being set free, by Me
As Power of Attorney, I'm asking for a log of all your calls to me
I've made my position
Get your hands up
Where my people that's over 20 now?
Where my people that's over 30 now?
Where my people that's over 40 now?
Classic, that's
Oh nah nah
Whole clique here with the "Ra-Ra"
You ain't with the smoke or the zaza
Laughin' in his face like "Ha, ha"
Aye, man, y'all know what
hands
But my mind was strong, I grew where you hold your blacks up
Trap us, expect us not to pick gats up
Where you drop your cracks off by the Mack
And nigga raised by the rat's roaches
Real youngen holdin coke
State they gave my man life
Feds they gave my man 10
Messin with this dirty game feel like
I'm
the power of blood
To lick-a-shot in a di street and get your people to run — son
And when a cop dies, we all mortified
But when a cop kills he don't need no
driven by gus man
Pick young thad up every day
all of us man
It's kind of cool yeah
We get on there, act like rude dudes
Give people the middle finger
When
through, gotta make the hoes wait
Roll at my own pace, nigga, don't hate!
Fuck all you fat-fuckers leanin' up against my paint!
Ice Cube, I steal a little
fucking way, way)
People say it’s in my personality
People say it’s, people say it’s, people say it’s, people say it’s
Evil, it’s coming through get outta
A healthy man owes to the sick all that he can do for them
An educated man owes to the ignorant all that he can do for them
A free man owes to the world's
Some people really are
How you a man waitin' for the next man to get rich?
Yo' plan is to stick out yo' hand real quick
So if he feed ya family
make their graves
Placed there by messengers
Angels and sirens
Very important people
VIP rooms smell of piss and potential
The ecstasy of chance flickers
through, gotta make the hoes wait
Roll at my own pace, nigga don't hate
Fuck all you fat fuckers leanin' up against my paint
Ice Cube, I still low
know
I could end all of this
I'm hoping Lisbon, Portugal
Will not be where this finishes
This labyrinth I walked right in
To try and find my baby
But
This song is deticated to all my people
Its called "Message To The Black Man"
Check it out
[chorus]
My people you supposed to be
My poeple ain't cha
But
Oh-oh, people of the earth
"Listen to the warning"
The Seer, he said
Beware the storm that gathers here
Listen to the wise man
I dreamed I saw
Oh-oh, people of the earth
"Listen to the warning"
The Seer, he said
Beware the storm that gathers here
Listen to the wise man
I dreamed I saw
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