Lyrics:
what's really wrong with these racist days
I honor the strong and pity the weak
Your thoughts run your life, be careful what you think
Haiti beat
know who put the Savior in chains
I'm gazing at the ashes of all that remains
How little did you know, that at just any given moment
I would be the one
taken by surprise when I quickly closed my eyes.
So she rang the bell, and quick as hell
Bob the Nob came out on his job
To see what the trouble was.
to the brothers
Smile, you little human, smile, for you're sane.
By the way, what's sanity? They don't care about it.
In fact, they worry about nothing. They
A-a-a-aye
What you smoking
Can't fuck with this shit that I be blazing
Walk in the store nigga
Eyes so low they probably think I'm Asian
Redbone, red
Hardy get away
John Hardy ran for the Mississippi bridge
Running and hoping to be free
c deputy was waiting and he grabbed him by the arm
Saying
The pain was severe when we lost Aaliyah
We try to get by
Then turn around and lost Left Eye
We even see how fatal diseases be
Snatchin playaz like Eazy-E,
[Jason]
Now What You See Is Just An Old Fantasy
It's The Image Of Me That My Fans Use To Dream
I'm Very Sick Into That Reality
But My Love For Life
Of great changes in technology and
Social mobility we responded to this
Constrictive environment by overcoming our
Fears and developing what came to be
Known
and the end, the most high
I'm hoping I get to meet You when I die
You the only one make me cry
Especially when we don't see eye to eye
When I hear the choir
“Humbug!” replied Scrooge to his nephew
With his small red eyes full of hate.
“Christmas' a Humbug? You don't mean that, I'm sure!”
“What reasons have you
judgement
Tried by jury of my peers but where the judge went?
What will my legacy be?
Who will my enemy be?
In due time as I write this rhyme
I don't
{Aight, what's goin on, what's goin on
What's the deal pa, where you headed son?}
(Yo I'm bout to go to the studio and lay smash hit
Wit my Uncle Run,
or sense of good, because it's up to you
So for me, I see no excuse for why you do the things you do
God is love we're his little children
It's the abuse
think
Hard exterior, kid in between the seams
You could see the gleam in my eye when Oswin told me it was mean
Use to be far from gave em mr Rogers
sofa up the stairs all by himself
So I, I say to him, I say "Hey, you want me to help you with that?"
And Marty, he just rolls his eyes and goes
"No,
Bunny
Little girls too, this ain't for you it's for the thugs, honey
Parental discretion advised, please cover your eyes
Little kids, get out of here,
us first - now see it through His eyes
No matter how you slice the pie, a helpless little person dies
No one is trying to lock you up in chains except
the light don't seem too bright
You can see it this one last time
John and Jesus, parents of both children had worry in their thoughts
But were eased by
said if I would sober up
I'd be a powerful man
Turned out the street life
You prayed I wouldn't
But every church in the world
Can't save our children
I
dick sucked by a man befo'
But you gon' be the first you little trick ass hoe
Then you can tell me just how it taste
But before I nut I shoot some piss
people who will try to mold you into their version of what they want you to be instead of the best version of who you want to be
To me such people are
would have shown you I was there to help no matter the time
Look, please be careful what you take from the talking heads
They're as confused as you they
Come on santa its only one day
All you've to do is get the presents to the kids
The wind is blowing
And snow is on the ground
Little eyes light up
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