Lyrics:
a connection to Christmas music and it began in early childhood spurred on by three things. My culture, my family, and my city. I'm a born and raised new Yorker.
we don't wait up
Elevate the elevator
Conversation with the paper
Money talks it gives me data
If it's time to serve a plate up
I don't ever wait for
[Chorus: Krayzie Bone]
Indeed if I fall. Every time I'm fallin', fallin
there's no doubt that god helps me rise
[That he do, that he do]
I said
I see people hating other people
Tell me what's the reason
That your kid is hungry, you ain't got no money
What's the reason?
By the time
having sex with him family
I got his mom on the bed and the canopy
And I'm with his sister molesting her candy
Now he kno it all
His friend prolly told em,
only byes
Yes
I've finally come to see
In this world there's only me
Only me who I can count on when my family's no longer
Only me who I can call when
Tom Joad got out of the old McAlester Pen;
There he got his parole.
After four long years on a man killing charge,
Tom Joad come a-walkin' down
this comes from a really raw place, I hope this reaches someone that needs to here it - you're not alone)
I got wasted
You ever look back to a certain
This is a story of a boy named Jay he was down on his luck his family lived in the ghetto just trynna get a few bucks It seemed like almost everyday
And this dis goes on, again and again
Uh, Uh
I think it goes, ya live by the dirt, ya die by the shovel
You can repent and come with god or you can know
grind and that's right before he left
You'll only find out who beside when you sitting by yourself
If you don't feed yo family they'll starve
That's life
Milestones next step I book a stylist
I'm coming up undercover climbing up the ranks
I show the gratitude I live my life by giving thanks
I take my
there was
When they asked him why it had to be that way
"Well," he answered, "just because"
Larry was the oldest, Joey was next to last
They called
was
When they asked him why it had to be that way, well, he answered, just because
Larry was the oldest, Joey was next to last
They called Joe Crazy,
Two-TECs, he tote two TECs
And when he start to bust he like to ask, "Who's next?"
I got my honey on the Amtrak
With the crack in the crack of her ass
Two
a third time
Fourth time I clicked and popped
BOOM! Money shot
Next morning, cops found me, needle stickin' out my arm
Peep the drama, another sad story
a third time
Fourth time I clicked and popped
BOOM! Money shot
Next morning, cops found me, needle stickin' out my arm
Peep the drama, another sad story
white family on the block had to adapt to a change
Paranoid of my new surroundings, would they see me the same
By the time I'm in high school, I had
Queensbridge murderers
The Mobb comes equipped for warfare, beware
Of my crime family who got 'nough shots to share
For all of those, who wanna profile
trouble
Labels, the feds, they handing out deals,
My pockets obese, lookin' for the next meal,
This your first time in the H, we sill
This your first time
of time I'm next in line
God is ready to take me back now
I'll be nothing but a photograph
I have no friends no family
Everyone I ever loved has died on me
FDR the 30th, 1882, the year
Come February, Reagan, on the 6th, he came to be
And, William Harrison, the 9th, he'd join the family
For Lincoln, 'twas
to me anymore
I have taken my blows, I'm still standin'
Now for the next year there was some good times
A few bad times mostly good times
See, he was
spinning, and sexuality sinning
Wish I could be bringing time machines to all the living
To bring us back before the lack, back, back to the flipping
Discuss these next time he comes by the speer family Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In