Lyrics:
just a kid who blowing up with my father's name
And every black "you're not black enough"
Is a white "you're all the same"
Mm Food like Rapp Snitch
of water on its own destiny
Oh my no lie
Flexibly bob and weave
Chasing after are own feelings of ecstasy
No lie
Acting any other way that isn't me
Is like
You were just a downtown socialite
Ship I pass on summer nights
Shadow that I can't define
Turned into a gaslight kerosene
Love that felt like
whores
I got a lease
Can't even afford to own
Too broke to own a home
No throne no crown no gold
Just spit from the dome
Record Spotless
Like gun barrel
The many dark days
The times I felt betrayed, by the ones that were supposed to love me
It's the only kind of love I've known (truth is)
That's
You’re like the lemonade that we made by the trees,
In the summer shade,
While we dreamt of the breeze of the golden days,
Ice cream dripping onto
broken
It feels like
Somebody turned off the lights
Every time that you leave me
This isn’t easy
La, da, da, da, da, da
Isn’t easy
It feels like
Somebody
besides me is my mind and my ideas yeah
I am just reviving
It's enticing
My ideas yeah
All that isn't lively
It's a lively hood idea yeah
I am reminded
I am
how you sit back knowing that your dreams in debt?
Just to lay in wait, the greatest fate, is a man too afraid just to make mistakes
It might take ten
cause what's on my feet like the sub mariner
The thought of how foo niggas viewed me would just ensare my lungs
So really this shit isn't a new me I just
I'm gonna go back to the early aughts on this
Pre-gentrification
Like we all 'Villens till we die here
Yeah
That's why we die here
Yo check it
Just
Let go, oh
Love isn't good enough
Let go, oh
Love isn't good enough
And the waves in the sea
They slip away just like me
So let go, oh
You weren't good
the only hip-hop that I let my kids listen to
'Cause you get it, all that negative stuff it isn't cool"
(Yeah?) "yeah, like, all the guns and the drugs
I'm grinding
Do what i say like I'm Simon
Reminded em that I'm declining the money to say what i want like a tyrant
Delivering raps on consignment,
Napoleon murphy brock (vocals)
Bob harris (vocals)
Johnny "guitar" watson (vocals)
Harry:
Jesus, that was terrific! I've never experienced anything quite
Seem like everytime a nigga make one step man
Nigga take two steps back, you feel me
They told me that pain was just in the frame, the irony of that
Seem like everytime a nigga make one step man
Nigga take two steps back, you feel me
They told me that pain was just in the frame, the irony of that
divorced from my ex that was mad weird
I stopped playing football, and got happier
I’m feeling savier, feeling fancy like I’m caviar
Drippin' like a sponge
And ironically, when you do it that way
More people end up saved
I paved my way by scrapin' it
You ain't never seen a nigga
Like me, if you did
I guarantee they was
and the daily crime seemed to drip away the bomb
Steve felt he was missing that, and got tired of hanging home
He came home late from work and just stood by
Falling in love was the
last thing I had on my mind
Holding you is a warmth
that I thought I could never find
(Sitting here all alone)
Just trying
in me
She doesn't lie to me she stood by me
She corrects my wrong innt
She my mother namesake
Pretty as pearl
Isn't she a lovely being
I love when she
splat when you're done
My money real fat, yours fasted a month
Lean on deck use that as a crutch
Won't battle for love, that isn't love
I thought that
33 (33)
You thought by then you'd have a nursery (Nursery)
I can't do love no more, That's what she saying
She said it isn't fun no more, I'm sick
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