Lyrics:
very much pleased
by the beauty of this place too.
Soldiers,
arrange for our stay here.
Minister,
I'm loving my stay here.
It is a very
beautiful
other way to word it got my feelings scurred and
By the, bullet of bad, the singer of sad, songs to make you long for your mom and your dad
Plaid class
no such bargain, your bribe won't avail
We're not tried of our country we don't care to sail
Although that your offer is charming
And if we were
the time for change!
These countries that you throw your support behind
Are looking down upon you, they don't fight by your side
They hold you up as martyrs
country will wallow in toads -
With frogs teem your house and your bed.
Pharaoh, you were warned,
But my words you have scorned.
Still you may change your
on it
Hours rolling
Never too much
Never too much for you my love
Never too much
Never too much yea
Never too much
Never too much yea
Grab a piece of your
wave a flag and say my country's greater
Shout it from the rooftops, your house across the street
Your neighborhood may be huge but it's built on false
me to read
Here's my little secret if you'd stay and won't leave
You left me your shirts, a belt buckle of pearl
A legacy for me and my girl
In this
get it
The american dream so bet your ass imma live it
How bout a couple more bars reach for the stars
The country hella sick and you fucks is
it ain’t meant for you
Decades of dead-end mundane work awaits
Acknowledge your fate conditioned to accept your place
And negative stereotyping by
As I get a little older
I hear more about culture
And my culture differs from yours
But just because we're different, doesn't mean we're not one
is genuine concern for the country I'm in
I'm no fucking Tom McDonald
I'm actually in this shit
Affected by this shit
It's a cold world
And that's why
drank, sippin' Wock by the paint
Rich nigga, I buy you my friendship with the bank
My boujie bitch be actin' like she loyal, but she ain't
Fell in love
on the Boulevard
Run it back for me cause this shit is way too hard (yeah yeah uh)
Yeah I'm blinded by the lights what you do? I'm in your city (yeah)
Cruising down
thought a country wide tour'd be the outcome?
Labels want my name beside a X, like Malcolm
Everybody got a deal, I did it without one
Yeah, nigga, I'm
the goons 'round me
And yeah I rep my city, bitch
I'm from Dade County
[Flo-Rida]
Ayy!
Don't you for I really get 'em up throw 'em up, who ya wanna be?
against unarmed people
Where were you when they amassed this arsenal?
Votin' for ones who brought you your dark tomorrow?
What happened this time? You may
a Farrakhan atonement
Raised in, caged in, let my ways spin
Face wrapped up like a Saudi Arabian
A country nigga still lookin' for
A New York hoe
About to kill
vast empire.
My hard earned money,
which I had saved all these years,
Had been totally robbed by a person.
Only you can do justice for me, your majesty!
rifle, got night vision
Don't need to see you talk is cheap
My time ain't for the chit chat
Change up the lines, crush in my pocket
And the pill relapse
for News Channel 6… (6… 6…)
Goodnight
I’m known by many names, I’m known by many faces (hehahaha)
Sly deSilva just the latest
Slither my way
culture, build the homeless a home
I'm not runnin', for Congress or the President
I'm just here, to tell the world, how my story went
You see, first it
Shorty walkin'
Make your eyes jump out the sockets
She got money out of all my pockets!
Wiggle then move (wiggle then move)
Wiggle then move (wiggle
the captain he spied me a-standing right near
Patanio beside me, his nose in my hand
Said the captain, your horse is the best in the land
You're good for
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