Lyrics:
Don, Malcolm X beat threat
CD massacre, murder to cassette
I blow the shop up, you ain't seen nothing yet
One man ran, trying to get away from it
Put
turning for the worst
Remember one thing first
I'm here for you
Time and confusion
Says it all about the world we're living in
As the years keep passing
rhyme you took me back in time
Back to the first love I ever knew
Giving it over, giving it over
Got my broken heart healed and removed from its cast
from my roots
Boss up, making bank in the booth
I'm never gon lose
I got dollars on my mind
Can't afford to waste time
No one by my side, on my lonely
I
could make me turn away
'Cause I prayed too long for someone like you by my side
True love's not created in one day
And with no rules to Give-and-Take
we're going
Now, gonna tiptoe
Gonna run right forward
No, not the first time
We've been run like dogs
Oh, feel the flat bed
In the foreign ward
the city with the G-block stainers
And we got adopted by some fifth ward strangers
You know what it means when I twist these fingers
Me and you been
the city with the G-block stainers
And we got adopted by some fifth ward strangers
You know what it means when I twist these fingers
Me and you been
Small time drinkin' getting high
With them armies
Just another knucklehead kid from the gutter
I'm dealin' with the madness
Raised by a single mother
I'm
the scenic, ran away and dodge a pay slip
Treat the booth like it's a clinic and I'm Doctor Carter's patient
So, they calling me a real sicko, Ill negro
Still,
Live and learn
Life is a lesson
And I'm gonna teach it
First I'm gonna crawl, then I'm gonna walk
Then I'm gonna stand, then I'm gonna talk
I've been on the truck for 51 years.
My only friend is the A.M. radio.
Sometimes the neighborhood children stop by,
But it's always rocks and beer
And baby here I go
It's like the first time watching you walk away
Begging baby please just stay
Feeling every second of the clock tick by
But I'm down by law and I know my way around
Too much, too many people, too much (aha-ha)
Too much, too many people, too much, Raaah!
A castle
and ferb
Double lock truck don't need no key to drive it
Heard em steppin in the south but I'm thinkin they Just hiding
Never ran away from the opps they
quick like coupes, AH! Feel the breeze
And I'm Holly Grove's heart, the hood made me trill
The hottest Hot Boy baby, time reveal
And I'm momma's oldest
The kind of music, old-school funk
It was the first time I got off the truck
The music made me lose control
The lead singer asked if we were having
that pound game on her, beat it up she deep in a coma
I'm super paid, 2 shows a day
My rollie gold, no time to waste
What it do Berg, my fuckin'
The first will be last right now I'm just still in class
old school had to seek then listen to Christ realize I was cold too
looking for god so I can glow
shit away and I was the last one to know, bitch (ayy)
I heard you comin' in, I was lyin' there awake
Didn't know that it was you, got the gun right out
white enough
Everyone will know
That the tie I'm wearing
Is a symbol
Of how nimble mv mind will know
Ooh-ooh!
(swine suave!)
Look out!
Here he comes
back in the burbs
I'm ready to splurge, about to put you niggaz in perms
The first and the third, is the day that I usually reserve
To get this money
But I'm down by law and I know my way around
Too much, too many people, too much (aha-ha)
Too much, too many people, too much, Raaah!
A castle
threw different wards
Giving away my demos
From Houston to Brooklyn
On tight ass beats
Flying coach man
I hate these fuckin
Tight ass seats
I knew
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