Lyrics:
on your block for three summers and four winters
Chinchilla cold with the soul of a young old nigga
I never been hoed by any thot or gold digger
The 44
Suffocating air
Toxic clouds covered the ground of this new acid Earth
Mother's cries remain
Since the age this wrath filled every man
There's
the chrome at home
in case we gotta put four up in your dome
[Pain in Da Ass - imitating "Scarface"]
Take this fuckin shit
You know WHY THE FUCKIN PEOPLE
down.
Like a life, went through a looking glass
You opened up your mouth
To see a different man,
All these years came rushing by.
I’m looking
me out by the side of the road
All I wanna do is go on home
Don't go online I don't watch TV
Cause I know all I'm gonna see
Is something stupid
of this Wall Street trade
We curse our mortal tasks
Forgive us though we all must go
And where to please don't ask
And now I am a misspent man
Who knows not
value with a cheaper cost
And as I reach out to hear you the sound is so muffled
It makes a lesser man of me
So the only thing left to bring up to date
She once let me watch her make love
It was the kind of balance made by kings
She took it all, but left me some
I guess I always thought she'd have my
your eyes
And when you watch my kids grow up then, you'll realize
That my literary talent was genetic
Copacetic not pathetic, but poeticall prophetic
sea
I think of times gone by
And how we used to laugh and cry
Now on my own again
A lonesome highway man
Throwing stones against the waves of time
that's on my testicles
I slice that style up like big and vegetables
You know I'm legend though you clown man stiff and blow
I got the big stage, no
Weight-lifting wizard
A competition for king kong.
She walks on by me,
And all the muscle got sucked down.
She's so quick.
Full electric.
Puts me on tilt
No time for time
No time beat
Two days to go before we meet
Done it's done oh down on me
You didn't come so don't be guilty
All this charm is wearing
frightening
Exciting to sit at home
And watch the burning fields
Get
Hypnotized by the TV snake
Obey and work hard
And feel no anger
Just sympathy for
here you come waking with a smile on your face
Say you've found someone to love you in this loveless place,
And his name is Billy Pritchard,
and he
Yeah yeah
Ay
Ok Shaney I see you, for real
(Young Shaney Jay he the plug boy) Ay
You can tell by the way that I walk
That a young nigga prolly
the darkness hate it
He made it to class, rips all over his pants
And his reputation as a man no longer stands valid in this situation
All the school is talking
the clique
Big roll, broke a thumb tryna count this shit
See a red light and run through
It like it's San Andreas
So much shit in the Ksubi jeans
I think my
The world was born
We keep on trying but we can't stop lying
Finding reason when the truth is hard to feel
You better watch out for the wicked man
He's gonna
I'm breaking the evening, off
Catching a nice breeze through the day line
Singing in my mind it's the way life goes
Ain't cutting a man slack,
to Hopsin lane
I guarantee I'll Marshawn Lynch it
Y'all ain't ready for the young man
Beast Mode like I'm done playin'
Heard they fiendin' for the next
Maybe you like to get high, or maybe you just wanna get by
Maybe you stay up all night cause you don't wanna be here no more
If your love was
Dying,
World.
Termination of sinless victims,
Freedom is abused by man,
How many times must we tell ourselves,
To stand for what we created.
the end
Sometimes the memories take you by surprise
It's hard to see through teary eyes
Watch your whole life crystallize
And it hurts to face
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