Lyrics:
on by poverty, got lives that scarred
Single mother selling her body, nigga times are hard
Wheres the Lord when I need a blessing
Devil's be after me
Goose (how much?)
Cost more than a flight out to Canada (woo!)
They came for the killin' (what?)
No blood spillin' (uh)
Bro are you kiddin'? (Ah)
He
the door knocking we can't make another sound
Love my bruddas that's for life, I know my family got me
Couple bitches, couple haters, couple bands are
is tainted
But my thoughts are rearranged, now I get out and create it, no funny shit
Life a little more than by how fast you could money flip
I
our time, synchronize your watch
Going to work with these lines, punching the clock
All my life I been told to get it,
Get it by any means, so I mean
the enterprise
It's like life within the center of the eyes
Descend off the soundwaves, that are bound for days
The atom is surrounded with rays
My frame be
You end up spending all your fight
To keep your place under the light
In front of new kids who don't seem concerned
So we must teach them what
the time
Always feeling like you are
Standing at the back of the line
I never fit in
Not saying I didn't try
I got so sick and tired
Where my brothers
Stand
to give you a shout out, nah?
That income tax done came out, nah?
You bout to have some more kids, nah?
They just be sleepin' by they gramps, nah?
Your old
the intangible
Something from nothing we are
A simple answer by far
But we don't want it
[Raw J]
The few drops of water fell down my face
Returning me to my
Enter my dimension of demented sentences
I'm inventing an adventure
Representative of sin
Souls are sent to where to wild
Thing dwell on poison hell
the second coming
I apologize for the destruct and decay
That was brought upon by my Liberace key play
Twist metaphors to avoid sounding cliche
Nancy Reagan
find, no GPS or MapQuest
Schools need funding, teachers needs access
Kids need guidance and the homeless need a mattress
I ain't a politician I'm just
Verandering is fair weet niet of ik 't vertrouw
Want als je anders bent gewend dan voelt 't nieuwe leven fout
Kom van een wereld waar d'r niemand om
by and things are happy happy again
Flynn talks of love morals, faith, salvation, charity, and …
Never mentions his nasty habits done in Christ's name
can’t achieve my dreams, I give you a hundred why
I’m the one who’s soarin’ the the skies, while you man wonder why
Some keep a scripture by their side I
black, well-done beef cooker
My tre-eighty kept me crazy Dunn, she had me whipped
In the whip high, riding by, ready ta spit
She like to talk shit,
Seven months won't go by fast.
He wasn't sure if they would last.
The hug goodbye...He held her tight, Lips to her ear
And he said...
And she said...
wanna have my kids
My bread's up, I've got a pocket full of sandwiches
In the 7 with the savages
I got something here for any nigga chatting shit
life that
I should be ashamed for
8 hour shifts in the snow, by the same store
Dope fiends bobbin there heads
With a vien tore
Walk with the steel
It’s clockwork apocalypse, mass armageddon
Moving too fast
Don't ask me where I'm heading
Shake your ass in the dice, bitch
Roll me a seven fresh
Special shout-out to the whole, whole, whole
West side 6, 7, 8, 9 It go
We used to run streets now they just ours
My luck has been good we made it
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