Lyrics:
Three passports, Three first class tickets to the money
Straight flights
I live by the cold war
Drove from round the globe
All I need is
and baby let's have some fun
Yeah got me like hold up, stay on close to me
Don't go, go on ghost on me
I need you by my side cuz you make everything right
gold chain
Grab the mic like I'm on Soul Train
But I'll wait 'cause I mastered this
Let the others go first so the brothers don't miss
Eric B. break
gold chain
Grab the mic like I'm on Soul Train
But I'll wait 'cause I mastered this
Let the others go first so the brothers don't miss
Eric B. break
Hold up let me get on task
Hold up let me get on track
Yeah let me get back to this rap shit
Wow going up yeah we active
We lit yeah please come tap in
heroes"
Uh, Massa used to breed us to be bigger to go play
Athletes of today in the NBA, make me proud
But there's somethin' they don't say
Keep
systems still rot
Still harassed by cops, snitches on blocks
Sellin they peoples out - some
Real folks with clout
Tavis Smiley, Michael Eric Dyson
Stokely
talking shit
Like Eric and Dylan I sport a black duster
cnd if you ain't family mother fucka I don't trust ya
I seek more than just fame
I want you
Don't you know it hurts me so when you let go
(My love has only just begun)
When you've gone I'll be alone, so please hold on
(Keep tellin'
where my enemy at?
I'm running this bitch, like Eric Bieniemy back
'Cause e'ery time I hit a track, I'm like an energy pack
The instruments are crying
of the war, where my enemy at?
I'm running this bitch
Like Eric Bieniemy back
'Cause every time I hit a track
I'm like an energy pack
The instruments are crying
when they call me back in
It's back to "I Don't Care"
The Snake spoke to Eve in the garden
These days trees are fruitless, snakes are starvin
Pretty
Imagine me wit' the heat that's made by solar
It gets stronger every time I hold a
Microphone, check the tone to get started
The line for the microphone
Imagine me wit' the heat that's made by solar
It gets stronger every time I hold a
Microphone, check the tone to get started
The line for the microphone
It didn't seem that way then
But it seems that way now
You took the easy way out
You could've seen this play out
Now you'll never hold your grandson
the back
They make it seem like it’s wrong to be black
Rodney king we by yo side
Trayvon martin got no life
Eric garner had to die
Sandra bland was a lie
Keep the fye on the pillow, I sleep ready
Don’t come by with the threats, I get deadly
Spent your rent on my dog ont care bout nun’
Don’t talk to me
your lifestyle so you don't look back
Said you workin' for a Birkin so you always in your bag (always in your bag)
When the Summer go, hit another
it
You can't hold back on love
Don't you try it, you can't deny it
Why should I be judge by his mistakes?
Especially when there're so much state, baby
the Mobb was deep
That hung the Son of Man who died just to bring back the lost sheep
On all streets all peeps naughty by nature
Whether you biggie or small
Don't you know it hurts me so when you let go
(My love has only just begun)
When you've gone I'll be alone, so please hold on
(Keep tellin'
other words you can shut the fuck up
She say money, hold up, I don't give a fuck
I don't give a fuck, nah, I don't give a fuck
I'm money hungry, I'm
surrounded by fam doe
That part is mando, I don't understand your ass
Get a little fame, get a little name, then forget the same from which you came
That
(written by: Slash / Eric Dover)
Now you've slipped away And found a place to stay Who do I congratulate But I'm happy for you Where are you today I
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