Lyrics:
Hammering the escape pod now no one gets it
No prob dick wad wet my throne carelessing
Looking out for numero oh no
Perfumed by the pity a parent
again
They thought
We would accept our place
A people
Conquered by them
Their vanity is their weakness
Too sure of themselves to see
Assembling my
three
That my brudda
For real three
Went too soon
Gone too soon
Yeah
Imma go pity the fool
Niggas fool to me
For real
Yeah
Niggas foo to me
Niggas foolery
don't cry
What you gonna do
I'm sorry that you got raped by them two
Big ugly scare mean and hairy guys
But don't cry I I I
So what you're mamma is
that
You'd find someone new
Now I guess I'm number two
I'm the second best for you
My heart is stained
By the lovers game
Where second place
Gets a pity
the pretty, no way
If you holler you won't get no pity, hey, yeah
Groove city, ain't for the pretty, no, no
If you holler you won't get no pity, well
No matter,
always knew
Hang my neck by your heartstrings
I turn blue
I'm in therapy
Now Sonya knows your name
It's such a pity
It's therapy you blame
Bash my head
different now
I'm no longer down
Wearing orange and brown
As your sad pity clown
I no longer need the old me
With you by my side
I can be myself without fear
there's no guarantee (no guarantee)
No, none at all (no no no)
That the one you love is gonna stay (ba ba ba)
Rather spend lonely nights by myself
Than
See my focus was to earn
I'm stressing now let's let it burn
Let's take it slow let's sip some syrup
Shooting dice right by the curb
Heard lil j died
You'll never understand why I dig this hole
Why can't you ever just leave me alone
I don't want your fucking pity
Your the reason why my life's so
for three years by a boy
Only for him to fall under infatuation
After my retaliation
Almost like he successfully transferred part of himself to me
Now
further
Is Only mummy prayer keep me going harder
Is only God And my Mother
Plenty Condolences to my father
Everyday me on crying
Everyday by day things
There are 8 million stories in the naked city
Some ice cold and told without pity
About the mean streets and the guetto culture
The pimps
can
And that's what a you look like to me
And what I see's a pity
You better close your face and stay outta my way
If you don't wanna go to fist
the old days
When a young man was a strong man
All the people, they'd step back
When a young man walked by
But you know, nowadays
It's the old man
I feel pretty
Oh, so pretty
I feel pretty and witty and bright!
And I pity
Any girl who isn't me tonight
I feel charming
Oh, so charming
Oh fare thee well my dear Mary Anne. Our days have all gone by. Spring is a-comin' and soon I'll be gone, but I'll come back. Don't you cry, my dear
I'm the keeper of the flame
My torch of love lights his name
Ask no pity, beg my shame
I'm the keeper of the flame
Played with fire and I was
I feel pretty
Oh, so pretty
I feel pretty and witty and bright
And I pity
Any girl who isn't me tonight
I feel charming
Oh, so charming
It's
the old days
When a young man was a strong man
All the people, they'd step back
When a young man walked by
But you know, nowadays
It's the old man
didn't tell me and I don't know
When he spoke, my soul caught on fire
And I'll remember that day 'til the day that I die
He stopped by
Blessed my soul
one day, my brother
So wrap up your pity and turn it to ambition
And put your vehicle in 'drive' and stop by my side
I'll see you when you get
"Maybe Done By Vandals"
Panic on Wall Street, put your stock in candles
I thought I heard a ghost say
"had my hands in my pockets on the Judgment Day
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