Lyrics:
chika-ah)
(come on)
well heres a lil story that we like to tell
about two bad brothas,
that you know so well
with a pimp gain shoe(?)
gain know we
to asia had to duck and hide-for sharin my faith
They tell me water it downwhen I get back to states
They say tone the music down you might sell a lot
stop? When will I knock the crap off?
Hailie, tell 'em, baby
My dad's lost it
There's really nothin' else to say, I, I can't explain it
I think my
out, I'm the C-A-S-A-N, the O-V-A
And the rest is F-L-Y
You see I go by the code of the doctor of the mix
And these reasons I'll tell you why
You
bumble
Seen some things that can't be told
I was told these roads was pure as gold
I never told I never sold my soul
I just went at every thing I dove
Dre as we ride on by
My oh my it seems I've opened Zion's eye
Skip over AZ back to NYC
Seat Awon I like Talib Kwelity
Roll big Ls and tell Big Puns
You can't tell me I'm wrong for trying
I can't die in these walls without having the gall to climb up
I know I'm onto something 'cause they want to stop
Mirror, mirror on the wall? Why
Don´t you answer me?
Let me tell you little kiddo
Bout´ a thing called life
Let me tell you little homie
That you're doing
around and forget my TEC
I don't see nobody, but Fatt Father and Hex
(Kuniva, you hurt?) These niggas is trippin'
(Where's Bizarre at?) (I don't know,
around and forget my TEC
I don't see nobody, but Fatt Father and Hex
(Kuniva, you hurt?) These niggas is trippin'
(Where's Bizarre at?) (I don't know,
and poverty
By keeping the pressure on the innocent ones
Continually, this can't go on
Third world people
I'n'I remember where ya' comin' from
Bona fide, dis
on the wall
Tell me what I should do what I'm doing wrong
Tell me what I should see underneath these tattoos, underneath the scars
I've been writing nothing
walls could talk they would've told you bout them tuhhhh
If these walls could talk they a tell you what I had in em
If these walls could talk niggas
tell me now which one of us we really needing
Why can’t we get along
Can’t both be right who’s wrong
To’in and throwin’ like ping pong
We’re all home no
commando gear -- black robes and a red sash
around his head -- is standing by a plan on the wall. He is addressing an
audience of about eight MASKED
yeah, I do it for my city
You know you gotta love it
You know you gotta love it
Stretchin' that paper long, shawty, she wanna roll
Tell me where you
Ripping my pace
Fire in the basement
Maze, I can't locate
Moon I can't relate
Love, I can't relate
Sun, I can't relate
By my side
By my side
By my side
(Yeah)
I feel these walls around me they say they closing in
Terrified of these white walls, they thick as shit
They dense as bone, I swing at them
They Trynna knock me down
But I'm in my zone
And you Cant
Tell me tell me tell me
How I feel how I feel
And you Can't
Tell me tell me tell me
That this
famous for claimin' a murder
That he never really did
Yeah tell these people all
The facts here really
How you ran your mouth and
Almost got smacked by
honey I hope that your smile will be worth the wait
But I'm trapped in these 4 walls, I'm so insane
I just wanna dance all night, I can't straight
Tell me
on my drawers
I been running up these bands and can't nothing go wrong
I can tell this bitch a freak just by the way she walk
I can tell your hoe for
was shoved to the back?
By wings that never fly, brains stuck in a vat
Shame struck us so fast, made redundant so fast
The weight of these chains
fight, for the government's political prisoners
They are locked up falsely by this white man
So tell me why you
Changed to choose a new direction, in
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