Lyrics:
this land
That's the war zone, I gots no home, don't have no friends neither
It's just me by my lonely so I married my nina
I keeps her wherever I go,
Where are you taking me?
I'm about to change your life
Then by all means, lead the way
Elizabeth Schuyler
It's a pleasure to meet you
Schuyler?
My
to find a way to bring some lovin' here today
Nona Gaye:
Oh my father, father, we don't need to escalate
Backstreet Boys:
You see war is not the answer
to find a way
To bring some lovin' here today
Nona Gaye:
Oh my father, father
We don't need to escalate
Backstreet Boys:
You see war is not the answer
to find a way
To bring some lovin' here today
Nona Gaye:
Oh my father, father
Backstreet Boys:
We don't need to escalate
You see war is not the answer
to find a way
To bring some lovin' here today
Nona Gaye:
Oh my father, father
Backstreet Boys:
We don't need to escalate
You see war is not the answer
the street, they die young
Gun play everyday, they pull the trigger no delay
Two of my young niggas died by the gun
Mother saying prayer for her son, he died
could meet up and leave
Mother fuck who don't like it
Beat up the streets
Drought came we kick our feet up and eat
Gotta love the way my daddy put
A key
Chilling with my motherfucking niggas
Going hella hard with some real G's
My doctor's telling me I need to quit
But I'ma do this shit until it kills me
cry
In your tea which you hurl in the sea as you see me go by
You say
The price of my love's not the price that you're willing to pay
You cry
In
status and I don't need Prada!
Surrounded by the essence of winning, that's why I'm always grinning and spending all of this money floating inside of my
to ask --
Where do you stand on all the blood and gore?
Are you siding with us or with those maniacs?
Aren't we the good guys who should win the war
the stick
Ayo, whip the coke like a maniac (whip)
Fieg, Mr max on the Yankee hat
Supreme war report, shoutout to CNN (salute)
Seein' is believin', you was
cows
Are a little late
And will be out of date by tomorrow
Her mother placed on virginity
Saying it was the holy place to be
For the things boys had
to hold my head up
I'm holding my head high
Time to hold my head up
I'm holding my mother fucking
Bound by limits of my own mind
I'm ready for the gold mind
love it so much
And don't give me too much trouble. I know your mother was too much
So I'll leave off where I was. My girl went and left me, my girl up
happened to our mother?
What happened to her light?
Is it just hidden in the
Hills inhabited by her natives
For just her children for just her children
I'm
You ain't living how I live sucka
That's why I flex on niggas
They never did love us
I'm putting checks on niggas
Even my kid's mother
And you ain't
how can I coupe a crib for my mother
Mama told me always do good
And everything I touched did prosper
I didn't do this alone
my niggas don't want me
system
Queen blattaria, a war princess and the mother of the poozers
Realizes one of her children has gone missing!
Oh no where is my poozer
locks
And Women make love to other Women
It's the pillage, your Mother's Sons
No more cold war, it be the poor ones
No radio play, from the hallway
I found my heart in my children and my mother (my granny)
But this music has been a big part I've discovered
When I stood at the crossroads
Just
Make my mother fuckin' day
y'all niggas cotton
Potatoes like augrotten
We niggas plottin'
To hit your stash and leave you rotten
I done bust slugs
nourished by the bosom of Mother Earth
Oh, sweet world, do nourish us further
We are your children, we must stop all of these murders
My world is beautiful
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