Lyrics:
Weeds was all that grew
Billy kept the place alive, the only thing he knew
Mary fixed the supper and Mary scrubbed the clothes
Mary busted horses
Slandered my name?
Why he'd be right there
Taking the blame
He loves me so
And it all suits me fine
That funny sunny honey
Hubby of mine
[Amos Hart]
of men
And all world civilians?
What if you never knew things that you needed to know?
What if you never been places you needed to go?
What if you
Run, and I run these things
You can hear it loud and clear like when the school bell rings
Like Martin Luther King, I will do my thing
I'll say it in
season
You sucka niggas out of style G season
Meek Milly
Paper plates on my Aston Martin bitch I'm ballin
Killin' all my haters tell yo mama pick your
out of style G season
You sucka niggas out of style G season
Meek Milly
Paper plates on my Aston Martin bitch I'm ballin
Killin' all my haters
and graphic grammar
My verbal murder strech from Alaska to Alabama
Get touched by my Arm and Hammer
All across the planet niggas crumble like granite
I'm aware that my artistry different
I'm aware that my heart is by my cuff link
Though I'm living a life with a lot of plush things
I'm living a life
depends
We should be taking things slow
You know
Taking things slow
You know
Taking Things Slow
You Know
Again & again
Again & again
Again & again
By Any
some
Bigger and better things
So we can escape this maze
And they give us our change in every way
And maybe tomorrow, can bring us the truth
And there'll
had a thing for Coretta
Wonder if she seen all the dreams he was dreamin'
Did she have a clue of all the schemes he was schemin'
Still loved him just
See the mystery
Broken history
Reformatted by the demon leaking speech
I ain't fuck
Neo-papacy
All yo' nazi shit is level puppetry
Workin' all day no
of men
And all world civilians?
What if you never knew things that you needed to know?
What if you never been places you needed to go?
What if you
Vibe, den alten Flash
Ein Mixtape wie früher
Gemixt, gecutted, gestyled
Für all die sie sagen: „Ey
Wieso klingt der neue Scheiß nicht wie Bambule?
better guy abi wetin
Say this guy he no fresh o
Say make you gree for Martins
But baby you no leave me (No, no)
You stood by me o gboin gboin
Baby you no
me like I'm Paula Deen
It won’t happen it’s all a
Dream no Martin King
My mission is to live out
Them visions that Martin seen
Ain’t try’n’a entertain
like It's looped or rewinded
Centuries later we're still here
Some things need some refinement
There once was a King name Martin who led a movement
Who
all my decimals
And raise me by the decibel
I ain't never seen a correctional facility in my life nigga
Give me all my decimals
And raise me by
season
You sucka niggas out of style G season
Meek Milly
Paper plates on my Aston Martin bitch I'm ballin
Killin' all my haters tell yo mama pick your
Beatin' my head against the wall
Little by little, you took it all
Love's no friend of mine
Countin' your blessings on my back
Livin' your best life,
, and upgrade you
I can (up), can I? (Up), let me, upgrade you?
Partner, let me upgrade you
I can do for you, what Martin did for the people
Ran by the men,
, and upgrade you
I can (up), can I? (Up), let me, upgrade you?
Partner, let me upgrade you
I can do for you, what Martin did for the people
Ran by the men,
grew up listening to Guwop
He would live past 3 shots 2 shots
They be Burning buildings down for a new lot
Murder children on the street by the new
dodging the debacles like pot holes in Jamaica
We cut down the weed bury the paper on them acres
Martin had a dream bob got high I still do both but somehow
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