Lyrics:
just know my brothers lurking
I I I I be damned if I leave you hurting
Lord you know my baby don't deserve it
Crying at her daddy funeral service
No
talking Barberstar
Stop to worry, life has been good man I ain't complaining
Mom's glad I contribute to put food on the table
God bless my brother Mfundo,
stuff!
Line it, pass it and take a puff!
Having a bad day, stop by my house,
coz most likely, I've got a blunt in my mouth.
So sit down relax
everybody's in a struggle
Oh, the whole world is a ghetto
Oh, the whole world is a ghetto
The ghetto, the ghetto, the ghetto
The, the, the, the
It be
personal
And the hearses roll, in the church we go
Then the service start eulogy gets spoke
Tears start to pour, to the grave we go
R.I.P. yeah, reality is
Alright y'all!
I want y'all to put your hands together
And to bring on a brother
that's bound to lay more dips in your hips
More gliiiiide in
never touch
I'll wait in front a homie's spot
And watch him hit his block
I'll catch the homie leavin' service
If that's all I got i'll chip a homie
Then
you to trip off anything
One of my brother's slangin'
The other brother bangin'
Cousin locked up in the county
I'm hitting these stages
Big homie
debt away)
All in all there's one more bill to pay
Be glad to be home
Be glad to be home
Be glad to be home
Be glad to be home
You better make
(yeah yeah)
Got me my brothers
Idiotic but we doing some wonders
Got us some motives, we stickin together like brothers (yeah yeah)
Crashing in Cali, it
happy that way (hey)
Sing if you're glad to be gay
Sing if you're happy that way
Pictures of naked young women are fun
In Titbits and Playboy, page
nice
Drop a cold jewel for brothers
That be wantin' ice
And for the ladies in the joint
You know I'm glad you came
Please excuse me if I know
You I
my will power helped me on my way
Yeah yeah mmm hmm
I be needing space
Let you in then kick you out and i be needing sage
Unsafe shit in the way ive
the ghetto, the ghetto
The, the, the, the
It be jam-packed in front of the stoops in Siberia
Same way they are in the middle of Nigeria
Every part of the whole
source or a source within in the mistreatment if any of our kings, queens princes or princesses will not be tolerated by nobody not the oppressor
cannot work out
Where they're being taken
"You will all be in the stages
Of completing your three-month internships
The service we've had you complete
Norman Paperman at your service Meeting the kingpin, I'm slightly nervous / Pullman Mr. Paperman, I here to be your friend But there's just certain rules
I don't feel like being bothered
You could be a king or a president
To a lawyer you are unimportant (Who are you?)
Had my heart broken by my
(Chill with that ill behavior) - KRS sample
Pull the pin out, sheep creep in wolf garb
Fronted by the Hail Mary parry lunge mixer
Kill
he know I don't give a damn
He'll be real glad to see you he can finally get some yams
Showin' off ya tan while they poppin rubber bands
Fashion nova
walkman
daydreaming about how when I grew up
I’d be a rock star living on my rock guitar
waiting for trains
and
sleeping on the ground
and
wrapped up in
the anchor and we'll be off) (good luck to both of you)
Plug One, Plug Two, Plug One, Plug Two
Plug One, Plug Two, Plug One
Answering any other service
dipped my head
Then I came up shiny and new
Found out about love in the back of my Impala
Where they laid my grandfather too
Down by the river
Where
feel good
Mom dukes a be glad
But let me tell you, son, Yo don't go get had
You see, I speaks for real, Because I do know the deal
The way my brothers
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