Lyrics:
They've got two golden bands
On their left hands
His and hers
And two ropes by the bed
Hand-stitched in red
His and hers
And in the room by
A lot Of Love From The Other Side
I take my brother side for another side
One of em got in 25 on a homicide
I sat in the courtroom by my cousin side
stood still
And I watched them lean their shoulders
To the fearful hail of lead
And I prayed for night to save us
And I cried and bowed my head
Bt
Gang bangin' ain't go' never die, as long
As niggaz ain't got nothing we go' be thuggin' forever high
Ain't no more drive by's, niggaz chase you down
the sheriff comin' down the line
That sheriff yelled as he cleared his throat
Said come on you dirty hackin' to the district court
Into the courtroom my
In your courtrooms
(Rebel flag) In your hearts
(Rebel flag) Stood for slavery
(Rebel flag) Stood for war
(Rebel flag) Stood for hatred
But you
like my hands, stay tied
'Cause new york state, and they child care rate
Miss judge lady in a courtroom can dictate
A fee for me, to pay monthly
Even
a long way from Adidas to like Yeezus
Can't stain the right sneakers to pray to a white Jesus
Michelangelo was commissioned by white leaders
To paint
sad today
I don't wanna go out tonight
I wanna be right here, right by your side
While all the people are cruel, you're an hour away
Don't feel like
talk like that in my courtroom, you're in contempt of court." then I said... I told the judge, "If that's the best you can do, I feel sorry for you." I
love me
[Young Buck]
I'm in the candy-painted Range, Cardier frame
Six-by-nines playin so I can hear e'ry thang
Heavy on the gas homie, hoggin up two
love me
[Young Buck]
I'm in the candy-painted Range, Cardier frame
Six-by-nines playin so I can hear e'ry thang
Heavy on the gas homie, hoggin up two
at school, they would hate me and they'd spit
'cause I was just a no one, to them I wasn't shit
But you would always help me and stand there by my side
We were
of the horn
By the time you hear it blowin', it's too late to respond
By the time you feel it hit chu, I'm gone
I'll send ya' to hell where you belong
So by
Servin' bags to them students
Tell 'em I got that fire
On that porch right there by the Buick
I'm just tryin' to get my mind
Go worry nigga 'bout yours
you sad fucks
You racist pieces of shit I don’t tolerate yo life bruh
If it was my choice these cops would die
By the hand of the man in a courtroom
the wrong
With no direction as they went along
Dudes I hooped with went from courts to courtrooms in a hurry
From ballin' in jerseys to bawlin' in front
gon ride its only family by my side
Step, step, step through the night
Rolex on my left
Pistol on my right
Thankful for this codeine help me make it
with me
Found out some niggas fucked your wife and we put them bitches to sleep
Ain't going to say your government, I'ma call him by Ricky G
Now Ricky
BTS
Savage love
Did somebody, did somebody
Break your heart?
Lookin' like an angel
But your savage love
When you kiss me
I know you don't
Someone told me about your...
Somebody gossiped about my...
Bt nobody warned us about those...
Someone told a lie
Now we don't trust each other's
gat
Hear the glock go BOOM (Triple up Boom)
Gavel bang Death sentence
Rules the courtroom
You in debt, past due
Time to rest in ya tomb
Klik Klak Pistol
Time: 3:05 beach bum music bmi/beachead music, inc. ascap
Producer: brian wilson
Co-producer: andy paley
Recorded by brad gilderman
Mixed bt mark
the courtrooms
Shootin birds at the judges
Fuck Teks and go and plug us out on racial slurs
Destroyin documents or complaints from black workers
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