Lyrics:
think you just be shootin for fun
My people dying, when is it gonna stop
All of my people being killed by these fucked up cops
I mean,
Don't you get it,
right
And it deals with black and white
Tell me Mike G is it me?
Nah, it's just society
Filled with propaganda, huh!
Why do we meander, huh?
In a zone
n****, use the phone for me, man
What's the number? 3236545, tell her it's Pac
When I get free, motherf***ers better watch they a**
Soon as I get
Gardner, the crashin' of James Dean
Bobby Brown influenced by Rick James, it goes
Prince wanted Alexander O'Neal to be Morris Day or Jerome
But Alex was
I had disengaged to avoid being totaled
I would run away and say good riddance soon enough
I had grown disgusted by your small-minded ceiling
Arriving soon to platforms everywhere
A brand new song that you gotta hear
It’s made by Joey that’s me Fabü
Hope you ready for it 'cause I’m looking
Lights out for a week, I ain't even had no food
God on my mind, I'ma have a baby soon
My mom's got a house but only got two rooms
I just say stay strong,
I'm summin' this up
It's hard to replicate a hunger
When nigga's stomach is stuffed
I'm not a man that look for someone to bluff
Kept it a gram, now
is
Non-stop
Gentlemen of the jury, I'm curious, bear with me
Are you aware that we're making history?
This is the first murder trial of our
world that it’s fucking sleazy
So, u can call me Travis,
Cos my thoughts are crazy
And i came out from my yello taxi to kick ass Martin Scorsese
Cos i
Martin Luther King I have a dream
I believe but today it still remains unseen
Are you being human?
Or just a human that's being?
'Cause you don't see me
you ever hear is thoughts I filter through a mask (and she ask me)
"What's the worth of the time you spend fucking?"
Not expensive as a Martin but it's
As I look at the morning sky
Today the wind is blowing hard
See that bird has flown too high
Pretty soon it will be tired
I spent a day all by
gon' be the future
And legacy's everything to a Martin Luther King Koopa
This recession is so pathetic, got me feelin' like I'm athletic
And success
gon' be the future
And legacy's everything to a Martin Luther King Koopa
This recession is so pathetic, got me feelin' like I'm athletic
And success
gon' be the future
And legacy's everything to a Martin Luther King Koopa
This recession is so pathetic, got me feelin' like I'm athletic
And success
twice as sweet
A product of my poverty
Big Poppa when you talk of me
Shit, Hennessy and ganja leaves
My rocker is not set properly I'm
In it for the long
the hell)
Gently dab it
Gets to be a habit
Soon there'll be enough, sir
Somebody can grab it
See that chap with
Hair like Shelley's?
You can tell
Where'd I fuck it up enough to end up
On Marion?
A strategic retreat
I got deceived by the Dean
Move back to Pasadena
For believers in me
I got a couple
Is it love that we're fighting for?
(Tell me what we're fighting for)
Do I trust you enough with my soul? Who I
Really am is not enough
This ain't
on the Beat, no sleep I'm woken
Surrounded by water I sea like Moses
Booty like a humma
She want it like a funnel
Playa Pelada deep down in Nosara
Renata gave me
Arthur Ashe died from aids, no
That's murder, nigga
Murder
Gunfire, death is so quiet, ask why, tell 'em it's
Murder
The sun rise then hide by grey
see
And all of these emotions are pouring out of me
I bring them to the light for you
It's only right
This is the soundtrack to my life (yeah, yeah)
thing keeping me is pride
Mess with my vision stay in sight
Don't go nowhere stay inside
(I’ll be back soon)
Just give me space
(I’ll be back soon)
No
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