Lyrics:
in
And I brought a fat bottle of gin
And we don’t give a fuck if we sin
Let’s bring it back from the top
And don’t stop now
I want this shit to be
cheese
So let's talk about Swizz (Swiss)
No, let's not make up a whole bunch
Of lies to get by Cass'
No he didn't sign you over me
Let's not lie Cass'
When
the don come through and upgrade that cash
Talib Kweli he can speak to the mass
Why the great minds think alike cause we keepin' it fly
See we keepin' it
glasses i suffer from ADHD
I should win a fucking award for being me
Beat banging the tom-toms
My producer selection is fresh nigga
Fuck Vons ace
the Bullock Family Mass Choir sings it, it can go from 4 minutes to 10 minutes like a revival song.
Gather in your tools, your work is all done. Gather in your
lack of confidence
Translates into inaction
That lowers confidence levels even further
On and
On "So, first of all, " he told the audience
"let me assert
no longer with you
In the physical, not even sure if I believe in God
But because you still alive
He got me praying that the spiritual is real
So I
L.A. (L.A.), she from Chicago (Chicago)
She from Georgia (Georgia), nah, she from Ohio (she from Ohio)
She from- (yeah), she from- (where you at?)
She
around and let it go, it drove me crazy
Had me feelin' like my mama couldn't come and save me
Look at what the world did to my, my poor baby
What do you
your wives!"
[Choir; in sorta of "Bringing In The Sheaves" way]
Shall we gather at the airport?
He'd always arrive in the nick a' time
A good five
blew the smoke
That's just inexcusable
Welcome to the funeral, where we from, we ruin them
We been to quite a few of 'em
The reverend talk, we booin'
today
Don't know which car I'ma drive today
Promoter just brought me 200 grand
And I'ma count it by hand all hundreds with both eyes closed
I've got
Jimmy"I grew up in a little town in Georgia,
Columbus Georgia, to beprecise.
Actually, in the 'One Of Us' section,
we said one of usran away from
on the left, it on the
Right and primping
Adjusting his nose as he reads from his scroll
Folksy knockwurst peel back the skin of French and what
Do you
King on the left, it on the right and primping adjusting his nose as he reads from his scroll
Folksy knockwurst peel back the skin of French and what do
Twinspirit
I'm Sure That He Is Not Too Far From Here !
Look Around Everywhere
I'm Sure That They Were Together So
Find Him Now !
I Want To Kill Him !
cheerleader flipping now this nigga truth
Money piles have got me out on Sunny Ave
Black with me everywhere I go he'll gun you down
Full clips, magazines
Each one cut by hand, by master glassworkers"
She draws her eyes from me for
A second to look up
"Takes one's breath away to think about it"
Mum loves
Land
[Mr. Niko & Main Choir] My Dear Son
[Mr. Niko]
Where Are You Now ?
They Took You Away With No Reasons
And Where Is The Prince ?
I Know That
He returning
He digging the surface, He giving me courage
To carry the burdens and gave me some brothers
From them other mothers to really discover
position so get back to where you came here from
I'm serious, my flow is sure to leave you in delirium
Delirious, delicious rhymes, so thank me if you're
I want to thank you for joining us in The Revolution
We've been listening to Black Box from Riot at the Dojo
The Revolution has been brought to you
see me as a prize because
I came from a place
Where the stars don't shine
Growing up
We had the hardest
Time
At 5 years old
I saw my Momma
Crying
from the sky
Fuck dude don't ask me why
I think I saw your dad gettin' shot
Oh shit he bout to die
'Botta die yeah yeah
'Botta die
What the fuck man,
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