Lyrics:
are we?
Hopsin this shit is too gnarly!
Why would you wanna go harm me?
I thought we was homies now you wanna go and turn me into shrimp on the barbie!"
children to go where I go (right)
What I want for myself, I need to want for you
And that brings me from one to community
We need to understand, that
got old and now they wanna go higher
But cops control every single
Empire with tripods
So video did kill the radio star
Now we're all so cute and
Drive
this land where the plan is to blind the mind
We go wild and understand the grand design
We brought back what'cha missed, feel the voice resist
Black
letting go of all control as it would seem
Or at least I'm trying to, and trying is the key
Looking through windows of opportunity
I see there's many doors,
to him like Keed talk to him
33 shot lil' nigga, Patrick Ewing
Have a nigga cryin' like I did somethin' to him
Now who 'bout it?
You know where we
Explodeeeee
Like a bomb bomb bomb bomb
2K am the one don one don
Liverpool thats where am from don from don
From don yeah yeah
People by my side and there ready
lessons that I keep in my mind
I owe you and I give my right hand to show you
Whether it's fist or guns whatever it go to
Its me they go through, if ever
we had a mad altercation previously
But why you wanna' see the evil me when I wanna' live my life peacefully?
It's like I've been feeling real evil
where we redline zones
So there’s more Black Lives Matter signs than Black folks
Where the affluent liberals gon’ tell you “Vote”
But the Democratic mayor
dead, we bounce to these beats
But you look at my music like an ounce on these streets
I send this out to every street in your city with blacks on em
screamin {*echoes*}
Timothy, where have you been?
It's not what it seems but it is
Timothy, where have you been?
She cried in the kitchen to let you go
to that place
To where You are our God
And where we are Your People
Will we ever surrender
To let Your Salvation
Come cleanse us from evil
Are we ever
important
You'd be surprised
How much people that I know got deported
Gon' disappear, change my name to D.B. Cooper
We been shot at, but still survived
Our
yeah, yeah, yeah
Look at the time that we've wasted
I lose control when I'm wasted
Sent a text but it won't go through
Why you always gotta go so soon?
That's odd to keep us uninformed don't you think
But if I'm planning full control then why wouldn't I want you weak
It's a sad sight to see but we ain't
on the field
Never fakers for real
My name good in the spot
Now it's Presidential Suites but
Still keeping it cot no need for the bar
We could send you some
been shackled by Western culture
You convinced most of my people to live off emotion
That's why we competitin'
Death by the chrome barrel, forgot
a lake
You fucked around
And the fisherman found you drowning for days
You know we come from a place
Where people smile but it's fake
How could they
sheet
But I'm on my feet while you're on your knees
I trusted your refuge your haven
But now I see we were never in liaison
I should've known by now
scared neither (They not scared neither)
Go with your move
You get too close you end up dead (He a dead man)
I got a panoramic vision
I see dead people (i
you know we keep it true - we keep it true we keep it true we
keep it true
you know we keep it true - we got to keep it
you know we keep it true - we keep it true we keep it true we
keep it true
you know we keep it true - we got to keep it
the hand
Seat belt, as you seated, we'll take a trip down to the land
Of my dreams, where the broken homes were housing me
Where they poured gasoline
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