Lyrics:
you ready?
Come now
Bring Him praise
For what He might do next
Are you ready?
Are you ready or not?
He's already bought our freedom
He's
Teach we come to teach we come to teach the nation
Lyrically, lyrically inspiration
Love and nuff unity with lots of education
We'll take it by
Teach we come to teach we come to teach the nation
Lyrically, lyrically inspiration
Love and nuff unity with lots of education
We'll take it by
out my shirt
What's tucked up in come with a burst
If they up in, we come and search
Next time we spin, you gon' get murked
You scared to take
of anticlimactic
When you try to come up with fresh ideas after playing Bill Evans"
He said, "Yeah you're right, I don't know what I was thinking"
I said, "Hey
its back to the boards to prepare the next round.
he was the son of a preacher man,
every Sunday at the pulpit his daddy stands,
raised by the church
eyes get knocked, no doubt
Next week he outside front, how he get out?
Now that's guapo, nigga moved his family talk [Incomprehensible]
Mexico for
to having a big reputation
Violated by his own family
He's got no problem with violation
Using a weapon brings fear
And fear just means you don't need
on the low
Are you down fasho
Are you mine or no
Come and take my hand
Baby run and go
Just run and go
Maybe next time we'll make it work
Maybe next time
in the deeper woods.
Hansel heard
what his stepmother said again.
This time,
he put bread crumbs in his pocket.
The next day,
the stepmother
of the art
He's an original
Was.
I like the images
Some.
Come on
You had your moment
Now it's George's turn
It's George's turn?
I wasn't
stayed at home with my folks
'Cause if Jay a billionaire then I'ma never go broke
Only thing I ask is next time I'm on stage we all go
We all go
Not
being driven towards a
Destiny that's to wards
It takes ours to come for
It takes hours to comfort
The last song, it's rush hour
A drum roll by
me?
Nope, that's the fourth time this week
Another fast brother shot dead in the street
The very next day while I'm off to class
My moms goes
raised in a lower middle class family with only one
brother Michael whom I love dearly.
He was five years my senior.
My father's nickname was Red which I
there's a lot of tings we can’t agree on
You got a big tune, put me on
I’m on a showerman ting, what's he on?
Come to your house in a Ford Orion
Draw for
done came out the dark
When I reached for the spark
Got damn
Until next time
When I'm writing down my next rhyme
On the next Line
Johnny said he gone
time I got to do something
I look for work
I get dissed like a jerk
I do odd jobs
And come home like a slob
So here comes dogg his gold is shivery
homie told me one day he had a jack move,
he said: "come on Nate Dogg, it'll be smooth".
I agreed and said "come on, let's go and jack them fools",
prevailed
It started way back in the 8th grade
In the small old town where the two both stayed
He came from a family of middle class
Where everything he
Pitbull slash Q-Bon
Yo
One time for Heavy Management, Baja Pantie
Them 6 - 7 Boys
Welcome to Miami where them boys used to touch tourists on a daily
Of where I'm at most of the time like
Kind of aloof and salty and
Also young and black
Last question there's a poem about you
Written in
1995 by your family
CHORUS:
Time and time again we see
This family man
Become a monster again
By taking his self-prescribed medicine
Too bad he ignores the side effects
it's finna go up (Jesus)
A year done went by, her daughter just turned one (Lord)
And she's still dependent on her mom
Big brother in the streets, he
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