Lyrics:
Breathing an air of caution
So I count my blessings
So many less fortunate
And I cant judge a man by
His shoes if I never walked in them
Everybody got a story
breathe
It's a war going on and you can't fake the solider
By my granny's age she thought all of this would be over
How do you live sober with death around
hot in here
So take off all your clothes
Nelly likes it nasty
Good thing judges favor criminals
I'm that tokin' guy who's goin' up in smoke
I'll ignite
find ya wealth
Once you get it, you gotta live it the limit
Niggaz never wanna see you with it, fuck them tho'
Niggaz can't come close enough to touch
pleasant and charming
"Oh, Good morning, good morning, " the sergeant did cry
"And the same to you gentlemen, " we did reply
Intending no harm but to let
There lives a jolly bird in the back yard of our home
We got him from the marketplace he prefers being alone
Day by day in every way good luck he's
There lives a jolly bird in the back yard of our home
We got him from the marketplace he prefers being alone
Day by day in every way good luck he's
out from that little one room and kitchen youve got. Its owned by my good friends in Cayman National Bank, so we have already moved out your stuff,
steady smiling
Man I know that she love me
You can't judge a book by the cover
I'm so sorry man
Think they know me but they sorry
Cause they judge me but
the wrong choice
Now he's 19, in a coffin
Money changes lives
Money dreams buy
Don't judge my
Way to survive
You not by my side
Living my life
Seeing through
secure,know now
This is the awakening,rise from the dust
Ghetto youths stop complaining and go manifest yuh wok
As early as the morning,we dey load up
the morning, that's pronto
Rolling up, smoking good at the fronto
Beat out her back at the top of the condo
Cut a snake out the grass like a lawn Mo
Pretty
the court room, my trial began
Where I was handled by twelve honest men
Just before the jury started out
I saw that little judge commence to look about
enough time to live her own life.
Here's the judge's sentence, beggin' and pleadin'.
Now spends nine hours on the bus to go and see him.
Here's the judge's
The price of life is no comparison
Man let 'em in, man let 'em in
Let 'em live, man let 'em in, man let 'em live, man let 'em in
From early in the morning
Picture niggas rollin', flyin', foreign floatin' out of space (ayy)
Or bitches on Instagram with no filter face (face)
Picture if judges ain't judge us by
more people that are bad than there are good. And, um ... if you're good, you'll live forever. And, if you're bad, you'll die when you die ... (repeat
ride with homie to the grave
I ride with the homie to the judge (you know)
Loyalty and love
Homies is family, but not blood
We came up together out
wearing the red hat
Being a good wife
She just wanted to protect me and our family
I made me and our family a target
By not aligning with
Hollywood's
then baby go get it and fight
Fuck all of those devils & demons and have a good time
Cause life is too short to sit down and cry
To judge ourselves, for
enough
Sick of always staying tough
I'm a diamond in the rough
Go ahead, judge me
Not by the color of my skin, but by my insta feed
Can't feel good about
But I'm grateful for my person who reminds that I am great
I have seen the love of God and I will stand to live by faith
We're the people born of God so
morals, they ain't got nothin' they live by (nothin')
Seen a fiend from 2005, said she still high
I ain't have a dollar in my pocket, I was still fly
on the mic live as can be what's good y'all I'm The ZYG.
(Chorus)
Kid Creole was the first to say yes yes y'all. In the days before Curtis blow was fresh
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