Lyrics:
"hey"
I slowed down to see what he said, he said um
"By any chance, are you goin' my way?"
I said, "sure baby, hop on in and give me a cigarette"
the light
And no one gave a shit
Not even the kids
He was already dead you see
Your body moved slow
And you're brain did too
Mind wrecked by drugs
Go Find
He keep calling my phone and he won't leave me alone cause I'm thick ass hell it ain't hard to tell cause I know he wants to get on not impressed by
Said he was needin' some wages
'Fore he could ride for the west
Said he could do most all kind of work
Said he could ride with the best
There in
The only billionaire, playboy
Philanthropist on the block
Kidnapped by terrorists
He ruined their entire plan
Turned a box of scraps into
A fully-suited Iron
can
He got a shopping cart full of mad cans
He said he on his way to go cash in
In a good mood, I gave his ass a fifty
Not money, bitch, I gave him a 50
and this is what he said
You never met me, and you'll probably never see me again
But I know you - the name's Slim - you want revenge?
Then don't shoot,
still got the block jumpin
Shawn Marion i said a hater disrespect me
Then I'm airin em
He don't dig me where I from we just bury em
We count money, fuck
not leaving
He got me preaching
Don't label myself but they think I'm a deacon
Sowing and reaping
I know what I'm thinking
Trusting in Him
I just go
Which he had purchased their home
But the sadness was soon driven out by a feeling akin
To that of Deja Vú: It was something
Jenny said the previous
know mama couldn't make daddy go
But mama she never stop praying, she said Lord have your way
Daddy stopped by the Church before his dying day
Come
fake? I don't know, I know shit sad
People dyin' from it off some shit that they been had
They said Trump had it but I think he was fakin' it
They got
what a
Nice, pretty farm he had
He said, "What do doctors
Know about farms, pray tell?"
I said, "I was born
At the bottom of a wishing well"
Well, by
everybody'd speak
When he walked in they'd say (Hi Rick)
And when he passed by, they'd say (Dumb Dick)
Really hard-headed, cause he said he had juice
But it was
everybody'd speak
When he walked in they'd say (Hi Rick)
And when he passed by, they'd say (Dumb Dick)
Really hard-headed, cause he said he had juice
But it was
riding through the woods and took her by the hand"
The boss he lay back flat on his bed
He cursed the heat and he clutched his head
He pondered the future
Things that make you go, hmm
I was in the crib, sittin' by the fireplace
Drinkin' cocoa on the bear skin rug
The door bell rang, who could it
Things that make you go, hmm
I was in the crib, sittin' by the fireplace
Drinkin' cocoa on the bear skin rug
The door bell rang, who could it
he just wanted all the bad feelings to go
But they didn't so this nigga started to act out
Running away from home he didn't even know why he was
pick up the hammer!"
He said to get a rusted spike and swing it down three times
I'll pay you a nickel a day for every inch you sink it to
Go
Said he was needin' some wages
'Fore he could ride for the west
Said he could do most all kind of work
Said he could ride with the best
There in
that was a low blow i know doe doe
Take a photo oh
I'm 'bout to roll up and pop to his fo' do
Oh no, he's probably gonna go and PC again
And talk
was broken, he kicked his casket open and he
This life goes passing you by
It might go fast if you lie
You're born, you live, then you die
Oh, oh,
and said Jay you need to go Jay was confused of all the things he didn't know He runs Out the back door and started running toe to toe and never looked back
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