Lyrics:
I can't find the words My mind is dead
It's better by you better than me
Guess you'll have to tell her how I tried
To speak up thoughts I've held
I can't find the words My mind is dead
It's better by you better than me
Guess you'll have to tell her how I tried
To speak up thoughts I've held
I can't find the words My mind is dead
It's better by you better than me
Guess you'll have to tell her how I tried
To speak up thoughts I've held
Beware of the dogs, off the chain
Fuck your whips, at the club, we piss in the parking lanes
Blow it up ten frames so you see it wide
If your broad
Caught by the fuzz
Well I was, still on a buzz
In the back of the van
With my head in my hands
Just like a bad dream
I was only fifteen
If
on up from your slumber
Baby, open up your eyes
All these victims
Stand in line for
The crumbs that fall from the table
Just enough to get by
All
on up from your slumber
Baby, open up your eyes
All these victims
Stand in line for
The crumbs that fall from the table
Just enough to get by
All
love with me
If you want to be my lover
Chased her up through Johnson city
Led a bloodhound by the trail
I followed her to Harlan
Where the coal
your wife in your nose
Sellin' me every shit like I'm Joe
Raised by them birds, bitch, I seen them crows
Every sixteen, I spit it same as coke
You can
You been quiet, why don't ya hit my line up
I chose you like you were in the lineup
I know you, you know that I'm eyeing up
Every piece of your soul,
knowing that I could die
But if you take a picture please make sure you get my good side
I mean, how am I caught up in this facade?
How'd that Angel clip
Yeah
I learned my lesson when I fucked off with my last
That shit was complicated Ian never going back
I got up off my ass and now you see me in my
Who 'dat, who 'dat, who 'dat tryin' to get up in my crew (Huh? Yeah!)
Yo who 'dat off brand nigga' tryin' to hang wit the clique?
Flossin' like you
oh you the homie
If you didn't tell then you the homie
If you got bail, then you the homie
If you not stale, then you the homie
Grew up with
like I'm driving a school bus
You think I brought the crib upstairs the way I'm moving up
Junkies shoot it up, this is brain numbing
Hip-hop was in
Peace up, A-Town down
Yeah, ok! Lil' Jon
Yeah, yeah yeah, yeah yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah yeah, yeah yeah, yeah
I'm in the club with my homies, tryna
Peace up, A-Town down
Yeah, ok! Lil' Jon
[Chorus]
Yeah, yeah yeah, yeah yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah yeah, yeah yeah, yeah
I'm in the club with
might occupy
But wouldn’t you know it, as soon as it did, it just begged for another disguise
What’s it like to wake up in malaise?
And operate out
My Daddy’s Dad he caught a ride
On a ‘Magic Carpet Ship’
Rode home in 1945
With a bullet in his hip
He woulda followed Eisenhower to the belly
onto my hand now, we are caught up in a river made of
Cool salty water and tender memories
The tides of change and the pain of leaving will tear you down
gon' stand tall and it's Daequan by my right side
We don't play boy, please don't get caught or you'll get cut
So just shut up.
You ain't in our class
back to the natural way
How can one escape the grinding wheel of fate
How can one be great caught up in past event plays
How do you find time to sit
lost trying to find God as I walk with death
I'm caught in sweats, coughing up pain
These bloodstains will cause revolutionary change
Until they
Luther broke his face on the concrete
In a failed, clap, push-up, like a Marine
He smiled, like a child, when he stood
As if he weren't dripping
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