Lyrics:
everything that I wrote
I grew up the man without being a man
My pops wasn't around here to show me the ropes
I just said fuck it and learned how to cope
Jumbo said so
"Free Mandela", you cried
But you still sell dope to brothers and sisters outside
Martin Luther King had a dream (ooh yeah)
That's exactly
down, put us back to sleep
So they could put us in a dome and take back the free
Man, it’s getting worse as the days go by
Armageddon in the distance
with my initials
Get stabbed by the guy who sent you
I'mma sign, send you the pollution, environmental
I'm a giant pistol, you're a kung fu guy
It's
I'm a fanatic
A phone call from Utah and I'm throwing a panic
But we kick it from the root when we break it on down
Jimmy smith is my man, I want
fuck bitches by the group I get money by the pound
French Montana on these niggas ch-ch-ch-ch-chop 'em down
Every time I'm in the club these niggas is
is born
The time is at hand
Like the sinking of sand
No man can stand the chance
For the coming of the end
But the day is coming
When the Lord
old hoochie coochie man
A bad son of a gun
Got a john the conqueroot and got some mojo too
We got a black cat born, we're gonna slip it to you
Hey,
one by one
I got set on that old hoochie coochie man
And I'm yo' son of a gun
Now the gypsy woman told mama, oh 'while 'fore I was born
She said
one by one
I got set on that old hoochie coochie man
And I'm yo' son of a gun
Now the gypsy woman told mama, oh 'while 'fore I was born
She said
this, hit my phone up, hey look, it's the telephone
I could do no wrong in lil' Jimmy's eyes, yeah
I am just a man with another side
Kids ain't got
I'm worldwide
Feel like Pac, I am Legendary
Feel like Dre, born up in February
Feel like Eazy E, remember me
Feel like Sugar Free, I keep it G
Feel like
motherfucker!
Tequila Sunrise, bloodshot eyes
Realize we're all born to die
So get the money nigga!
Tequila Sunrise, bloodshot eyes
Realize we're all born
somewhere to store it Lotta niggas tryna be the man but I was born him Thought I'd let him know in advance, Some like a warning
My shot like Harden, I step
Yo it's 2004 and all you candy asses thinkin ya'll real pussies
ya'll ain't seen shit yet
eh yo man let em know
Oh yeah, guess who's back
it's
He was born by the side of the road
Never wondered for other places to go
Didn't put a foot outside of his state line
Didn't get much further than
the devil makes a man interpret the scripture
Rotten, born dead into a sea of sinners
Young girls are pros, before they can become beginners
Booty
shivery
Christmas day It was you and I
Pack of smokes I've sent the delivery
Two men step how this whole thing started
Can't joke bout man like Martin
Step
one by one
I got set on that old hoochie coochie man
And I'm yo' son of a gun
Now the gypsy woman told mama, oh 'while 'fore I was born
She said
two scarred hands
Giving him the best of everything that's left of
The life inside this man
I've been born again (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I see
to crawl
I met the One with two scarred hands
Giving him the best of everything that's left of
The life inside this man
I've been born again (Yeah,
I think back when I just hung with my dawgs
My mama could never keep a man 'cause we was running him off
Needed a father figure but I don't like how
the station to channel live
That underground hard-core sound who said it'd die
'Cause if it is me and my nine's
The first to ride
For my niggas
Live by
the station to channel live
That underground hard-core sound who said it'd die
'Cause if it is me and my nine's
The first to ride
For my niggas
Live by
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