Lyrics:
fell in love with Kali Ma
But now it's time to take your heart
These niggas want to take it back
Like civil rights and Rosa Parks
After dark the riot
no disrespect to Chi-Town, my home (my home)
But we've got to learn how to support our own (our own)
I admit that my heart cries for my city (my
Met her in the Garden
By the Weeping Heart
I met her in the Garden
By the Weeping Heart
7 Days Later
We Can’t even be Apart
She told that She
scarred 'cause I'm talkin revolution
What ya rather see me dead by a fuckin execution
If y'all probably go to bed, 'cause it's less confusion
All your see
If Michael Jackson came alive right now
He'd ask you to smoke one for him
So in his honor
You niggas Spud Webb, coming up short
Think you're Dee
I want my friends to have millions
We only get it by risking
I want my friends to have millions
We only get it by risking
I take the risk you call
With Al Capone lips
I'm not trying to catch a case
For these soft hearted tricks
Soft hearts ain't worth the price
Of hard time or a full clip
I ain't
in the mood, just go with the flow
And I can play rapping records and all disco
Like "Beat It," "Billie Jean," by Michael Jackson
Or the Treacherous
Johnson, you Larry Bird (damn)
The day they blew up a rocket, I was lookin' at my beeper with a rock in my pocket, slangin'
Double up
Michael Jackson vs.
The album is a gift like a present on your birthday
21 and Drake on the same song as EVREY
Listen up, you might learn a lesson
No time to question, it's me
the kind of pain that
I wish this pain, would go away
Just gets all up in your heart, and in your soul
I wish this pain, would go away
The kind of pain
the kind of pain that
I wish this pain, would go away
Just gets all up in your heart, and in your soul
I wish this pain, would go away
The kind of pain
What's your goals is?
Are your thoughts pure? Are you focused?
This a real nigga diagnosis
Are your friends real? Are they bogus?
Are they by your side
of thought I got nicer talking about Heiser
I'm an old dogg and old dogg's get wiser
Caught up in the game, got ya thinking while your doing this
You
Say, this is the realist shit I ever wrote or I said
Wake up with it everyday and take it with me to bed
Hurting my heart and hanging over my head
Say, this is the realist shit I ever wrote or I said
Wake up with it everyday and take it with me to bed
Hurting my heart and hanging over my head
be your ex?
Flaws of a baby step, mauled by the mouth of Pitbulls
Put me under stress, crawled under rocks, ducking y'all
It's respect—but then
low with your brim
And your chances are slim
The cameras lookin' at you
'Ttrition, I'm wishin' niggas learn
To preserve the value
How you? I'm kinda
Cuz they seein destruction before they
See a human bein so they start smoking, we
Will never get our day
Until we learn to pray
Keep our families in
yourself a raft
Tryna build yourself a home but it's broken by the past
An it broken by the people that you let inside your grasp
Now you move wit paranoia
Bongo By The Way
I wake up every morning on the same shit
I smoke my 'Wood to the roach like I ain't rich
Niggas I used to hang with, is still
my friend
They got me starin' at the
World through my rearview
Go on, baby, scream to God, he can't hear you
I can feel your heart beatin' fast
'cause
tripping, I stand tall it's by design
Opportunity to learn I'm not in my prime
Sacrificing my time
When I'm writing these lines
How I get it is calculated
I'm
making more
Yearly it's a conspiracy
They be comparing me to niggas
With the nicest flows
And be comparing you to niggas
With the tightest clothes
Your
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