Lyrics:
release Leonard Peltier.
Try to keep the peace by yourself.
Where can you police the police?
East Timorese health care fees increased.
I wonder how it
what your not
I grew up on mixtapes sour diese and DVD's
Y'all grew up on soundcloud and CBD
I never picked fights but I grew up scrappin
Why you rappers
Are we at War if I feel it's unsafe
For me to step outside my car
For a traffic ticket
And by the way that I'm dressed
Did I immediately become your
a meal bro (Gmail)
Too many gun shots so its like
police talking when I’m spitting all you hear is po po
Ooh oo
territories invading
This lines are
let it go
I trust my faith
In the things I can't see
But we too forgiving
Can't just let it be
I'm talking PlayStation's, DVD's , MP3's
The devils leaf
Yo 'Pac yo, I heard you got beat up by the police
Got a big fat lawsuit and everything
Niggas just wanna know
If you still gon' be on some
here, it get real, bruh[02:30.60]Duckin' incarceration, police investigations[02:31.35]Jam me up and say you guilty by association[02:35.02]So I keep
or tradition,
I am not driven by, I am not driven by,
I am not driven by family or tradition!
[Verse 3]
Don’t care about a holiday everyday is the same,
I can’t
I feel like the whole world is against me
I feel like the whole world is against me
I feel like the whole world is
I feel like the whole world is
watchin' too much CSI
I'm not a crash dummy, so don't even try
To talk your dirty trash to me, no BFI
If you are not guilty of anythin', then why did you
fitted
Switch three, be hanging niggas, squeeze three eighty triggers
Used to fuck my babysitters, now I whip Mercedes-Benz'
I stand alone 'cause I
fitted
Switch three, be hanging niggas, squeeze three eighty triggers
Used to fuck my babysitters, now I whip Mercedes-Benz'
I stand alone 'cause I
(it's like)
One, one, one
One, two, one, two, three
Look, I know I'm not perfect, you know in my life
Sometimes I'm up, sometimes I'm down
It's like
culture, build the homeless a home
I'm not runnin', for Congress or the President
I'm just here, to tell the world, how my story went
You see, first it
time to slow it down
October 21st, Lavelle came to the world
Followed by three more boys and then a baby girl
Momma loved me, T.T. Uncle Jay
Loves
time to slow it down
October 21st, Lavelle came to the world
Followed by three more boys and then a baby girl
Momma loved me, T.T. Uncle Jay
Loves
the money won’t fold
We did murder at night, it could never be told
My car too expensive, could never be towed
Not spending my money, I can’t go back broke
Backwoods stuffed with a 3.5
When I creep by, probably throwin' peace signs out the window
I'm busy, I ain't got time for pretendin'
Yeah, hit her
This is a love song (3x)
A love for the revolution
[ VERSE 1: Money be ]
1951
Francis was brung
Into this world
The cutest little girl
That you
admit I been tempted by drugs
I admit that I just need a hug (I)
I admit the devil talk to me sometimes
But the devil is not who I trust (yeah, not who
that
Could pull it off not naming any names
Modeliste: How would you describe
Your personal style?
MGK: I like passing by mirrors or windows
Especially
Its Obvious to us we should be staying well clear,
Its obvious to us we should be staying well clear.
Wake up very early feeling not ok, then I
The rainbow warrior of Greenpeace is damaged in
New Zealand by two bombs.
Live aid rocks the world for the hungry,
A policeman is hacked to death in London,
black
One knee was on his neck and three was on his back
Ain't switch positions till they felt his lungs collapse
Destroy the stores but not if the owner
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