Lyrics:
this day in my humble way to offer my prayers for the thirty-eight Dakota who perished in Mankato in the year of 1862.
To the West, I pray to the Horse
snorting white way after Labor Day
Yeah, yeah, like our last day is a day away
Yeah, yeah, I'd rather spend the night than save the day
I put some Actavis
Crimson tide
Wave of lost time
Scenario of a velvet blue sky
I dreamt about day
But I lived in the night
I looked and I saw
That in my dream I was
Popped a Percocet I take it by myself
Uh
Roll a wood then I face it by myself.
Uh
I said I face it
(Hold up)
My shit be day for day
I be puffing on this
happened to the love guess the streets aint the same first you gave yo squad up then threw the dirt up on my name i live it day by day knowin that my family
to go and spend a bag, blow them bands today, yeah
'Bout to spend a hundred grand today
Lot of blue face hundreds, it's a blue band parade, yeah
Huh,
and pretty face
Forgive me I was led astray
I'm repenting every day
Thankful for your love and grace
Jesus with me every day
I tried so many other ways
emergency)
I moved up from a Private to a Sargent
You can see it in the scar face
Hidden in a dark place, swimming in the shark tank
Give a bitch a little
of place
A nanosecond later
An Owl appeared at a rapid pace
Having bright blue eyes
That gazed upon The King's face
They were lost in a daze
But nothing can
to waste
And keeping a smile off of white face
NWA never preaching, just teaching
The knowledge of the streets to each and
All that don't understand, that's
day, I fail, the white veil, I tear
Angel and me, the pair, I’m Augustine, I swear,
Loving her is a prayer I’m too scared to speak
I thought it was
feel more broken than black
More sunken in sadness, anchored in anger
I harness this hardened heart and hardship surrounded by darkness
Despite the white
And never defeat
I'm straight talking
No more lying
The clearest conscious
Pure soul
I love the mix up of the Jazz Reggae
Hip hop Funk Jungle Gqypsy Jam Blues
(wash away, wash away)
Try to wash away (wash away, wash away)
Try to wash away (wash away, wash away)
The rain feels great but it's just another day
Try
tools on me get the screw face
Flowers for the dead here's a bouquet
LV's nigga on every suitcase
YM nigga it's a new day
We the champions nigga
Sorry for the wait, now I'm wide awake
Tried to take a little break
Now tell me everything I missed
I'm seeing a lot of blue faces
Who's counting blue
day)
Now the whole team shining thank god
Black count white faces
It's about time it's about time
All black shoes white laces
It's about time it's about
Listen up here's a tale about a white kid
That had to make some cash
Dropped out of school ain't never went to class
Sold a little grass, robbed
than syrup slow down your face
Spurs matte from the life force sprung loose from wells
Welled deep by the enforcers of mock justice of the red, white
rest is on my born day
Bust it, sometimes I sit back and just reflect
Watch the world go by and my thought connect
I think about the time past
a king, forever following his lead blues busting out of my jeans smoking racetrack
I don't hide my insecurities behind a face mask
Never thinking like
rare over by Cherson, Cherson,
we calcify fathers here below
a watery cross, with weeds
entwined
This grins restoredly,
low sleep
Wave
Oh, no,
shush
right
And it deals with black and white
Tell me Mike G is it me?
Nah, it's just society
Filled with propaganda, huh!
Why do we meander, huh?
In a zone
like many straight trees don't even mix Coke with the Henney
Flow with so many styles ladies open all night like Denys
24 hours party people soakin' in
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