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we puffin' that Bob Marley
Tore it down with my brothers from the stage to the booth
Hip Hop, you the love of my life and that's true
Words
frustrated with the process and head to the streets
And find some alternative ways to get 'em somethin' to eat
You got draconian laws in place as mandated by
I start my painting
I want you to use the power of your imagination throughout my painting
Welcome
Imagination
A nation without any laws or borders
that God hath to us
God is love
And he that dwelleth in love
Dwelleth in God
And God in him!
Pure religion
And undefiled
Before God the Father is this:
Champagne, walk out again
Come back and borrow the ink
I live most expensive
Like Tom Lipton I'm in the swim
He's got so much 'oof', he sleeps on the roof
'cause I'm white, bro
You really are stupid
Yeah, my brother saw life before
He saw a diploma
Started smoking hella early 'cause
We love the aroma
Yeah,
Crucified in our place
Getting brutalized in our place
So I must go repair
If my brother riding on a flat
Let me be the spare
One man down (One down)
Two men
And take any nigga in the click to the Super Bowl
And party like it ain't nothin
But most of my homies they done died over drug money
Like Bizzy Bob
Suckers have the knack but they lack my ability
Those who tried to dis in the days behind us
Are back gonna dis us, brother, sign up
Make the mistake
the door-door
Fear in my heart, ran to check on mamzo
Man from the feds, said he's looking for
Clinton; Clinton; Lincoln; Lincoln; Django
Word to the air, 'what
from the door-door
Fear in my heart, ran to check on mamzo
Man from the feds, said he's looking for
Clinton; Clinton; Lincoln; Lincoln; Django
Word
Bridge
'n' Brother said he recollected when he and Tom and Billie Joe
Put a frog down my back at the Carroll County picture show
And wasn't I talkin'
wreck 'em
Put 'em in tha ground
Got tha nerve as hell
To yell brother man
He ain't black man
Known to murder his own
Traitor on the phone
Ridin'
down ‘til
He found some other hope
My aunt’s face did the same
Feel like I’m drownin’ in the boat
The reason I was golf-schemin’? ‘Cause
I’m down
fishing
Walk down on that car, hit him in the witness
I'm doing it solo, I could take my brother
Cause he on the go though
I don't want love, no, I don't
Can't play it by the book, I'm swerving in my own lane
Think I've found my calling, signal stronger than some dope fiends
Bottled up my coke dreams,
My wife, kids, and in-laws deserve and rimwalls
Picasso's and Warhol's, the strength of my memoirs
A wealth of knowledge from experiences I've
tried hard
For all the things that I wanted but my money was inadequate
Probably be killed by my cousins back in Africa
If they knew I risked my free
found
Was in a night gown and his booty was bloody bound
Mortified, of AIDS he died
I seen a brother do a suicide because his mother died
Lost all his
chop rock, bust choppers
Sent two sisters to school to become doctors
Feds finally came and gave
The young brother life
He said, my family made it out,
best chill
Before you wake up with some gangsters in your grill and get killed
By a nigga named Big Phil, tote a big steel
Give a damn if my record
Yahweh
Selassie eye and I'm proud to say, I never need a 9 by my waist
Niggas still respect my game so celestials respect my space
And I just might be in
ain't going nowhere
I'm still walking down the same blocks my brothers got killed
How i feel, I ain't feeling nothing but war in the air
Anywhere you go,
the wagon to the top with Ma secured by a rope
My brother Bob he needs his sleep but them dogs won't permit such things
His wife and kids are all upset
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