Lyrics:
a n**** reach
My dogs will bite you and guess who the n**** leash
I was once told by my n**** Meach
You feed a sucka' he just grow to be a bigger leach
Can you tell us about love?
Hmm, well, there's love of children
Love of self
Love of God
Love of a partner
And all of them have a different
Can you tell us about love?
Hmm, well, there's love of children
Love of self
Love of God
Love of a partner
And all of them have a different
the play
I'm chief of staff
My people call me Colin Powell
Did this by myself
Ain't have nobody
They ain't show me how
People ain't approve
I find it funny
motherfucker who dissed the black
People was gettin done, we had em on the run
Killin em all, one by one
Cause niggaz in the hood was finally gettin together
No
my bunny fur white
I keep my shit clean
Gotta look good for the chicks
Know what I mean?
I keep the hop hip, by the way, I hip-hop
Doc Sipps'll get
watch all the people walking by
Outside with lives, on the street
With binoculars...
From a chair, in a room, in my house
By the window pane, with
[Verse 1: Doc Moj]
Halloween Quarantine
I'm torn between
Which of the following
Is more horrifying
A masculine masked killer or
A being spreading
Brown,
And find out what's really goin on in this town,
You could believe me, if you're so inclined,
Doc opens up the door and tries to read my mind,
I
a nigga reach
My dogs will bite you and guess who the nigga leash
I was once told by my nigga Meach
You feed a sucka' he just grow to be a bigger leach
on 'em
Yea I know that's the way you like it huh?
Yea that's the way you love me huh?
So not to say my life is it
I said no doc my wife is it
Now
And do anything to fuck the D.O.C.
She said she loves me but I didn't say loved her
Went to the store and got me some rubbers
Then I made a phone call up
was it cool blues Knowledge
{What you thought?}
I told them it was solid, dig, the licks was way out
My baby loves to kiss when Ornette just lays out
find me (come get it)
Lil' bro in that bitch chillin' he ain't tryna come home cocky (he chillin')
He comin' home to a dollar (dollar), and a mansion
nurse
Who helped people with polio
Played by Rosalind Russell
No idea who Nick was nick Charles
Perhaps? The Thin Man played
By William Powell
(26)
more
'Cause you know what time it is
Don't even front muthafucka
You think by getting with my enemy
That will get you some love with my heart
Nigga? FUCK
slayer, I can't fly away
To some hideaway, I gotta find a way
Get on the highway, highway, baby
You'll get in my way, my way, baby
See, we can fly
deep but this drum
Is go even it up
Stick in my hand
When I get off the plane
In case it go down
On the way to the truck
Feds on the hunt
Say we
that
i like fake boobs now cuz i'm in love with my girl
she took be by surprise and now i'm takin on the world
and i won't stop till i'm crowned
just want to hit marijuana where I want to
Don't got to worry about these hoe ass cops
Fucking up my aura
Tryna find their ways
Like their name is Dora
the airport
Taking pictures shaking hands
Every day for me is an oyster
Crack it open find the pearl
I love the way I'm living is what I holla to the world
Wake
of the STORES Magazine
I'm facing a lot of hate mail
Maybe it's cuz of the way I flow
Maybe I need some anti-b-i-o-tics
Doc I just don't know
These politics
They
I'm facing a lot of hate mail
Maybe it's cuz of the way I flow
Maybe I need some anti-b-i-o-tics
Doc I just don't know
These politics
They don't let me
Lyrics & Music by Mac Powell
From the recording: Third Day, Track #10.
Sometimes things don't work out quite the way
That you wanted them
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