Lyrics:
Yeah
Yeah
Just like bums, we used to stay
In the slums of LA, by the way
Gang-bangers killin' each other for reps
Sellin' rock cocaine on my
can't forget that
You took my style, I'm takin' it back
Comin' back, like "Return of the Jedi"
Sucker MCs in the place that said I
Could only rock
be a rock for us black folks
Put the culture in a capsule , bury this in the pyramids
Yell it out to the whole world
Let em' know what the business is
I'm not your regular nigga I know the game
But I don't play by the rules I'm focusing on my moves
That way I will never lose
See I can tell by your
guard he was
Only doing his job
Pardon H rap Brown it was only burglary
Pardon Robert Vesco it was only embezzlement
Pardon Charles Manson it was only
important
That's why she tryna be all in my section with liquor pouring
Six in the morning, police at my door
Guns by the bed, money in the floor
Golden rubbers in these denim pockets (denim pockets)
On my waist there's a black Glock (black Glock)
New girl moved on the block (on the block)
did a thang
But God chose and put me in a Rolls and
Keeps my wrists frozen, never brown nosin'
Like an explosion, I'm causin' commotion
Spit
Brown shoes don't make it
Brown shoes don't make it
Quit school, why fake it
Brown shoes don't make it
Tv dinner by the pool
Watch your
Appetite
So we fuckin on the bed
Mood set by the candle light
Clothes being thrown left and right
She a freak in the sheets that I gotta wife
But I won't
to do
I saw names everywhere, style color
And flair i knew I had to join in
I knew my answer was there
There was TAKI bein' tacky with
His Dri Mark pen
He
back
I'm too inside
Need you here lay in my bed by my side
Oh I'm too inside babe
Remember those nights
You screaming I'm making it clap
Baby no
Man, this is the last.. record on the album
I got my man Craig Craig in the house
Kevin Dee from Midnight Express Crew's in the house
Charles
said I know my rider, If I see her in the dark
Now, I goin' to Rosedale, Take my rider by my side
Still barrelhouse, If it's on the riverside, yeah
And now Ladies & Gentlemen, Lupe Fiasco
Filet mignon with my food stamps
Car cosigned by my mama
Medical card from Obama
Background check for
at university civaliza
My pops maybe was late but always came home
My moms would put us to bed and she would wait on
Soon as he walk in the door she barking
I
hates shoes
Take 2
Got a pile of jewels
In my room
Tycoon
Couple rounds of 42
Times two
Time to
Rock
Rock
Rock rock wit it
Dead soldier on the floor
Grab
got
I hold the covenant my attitude
Is stubborn as rock motherless blocks
Where black men be getting cuffed
By the cops knock knock
Don’t answer
to the sound
Yo, this is for the way we rock
Thinkin' Bad Boy gonna stop, we not
Yo, we step up in the scene like oh!
You hear their flow and then there they
a Jordan drop, you see, you's a Jordan box
Till I outgrew the safe and put it in the Florida rock
Till I bought my old streets and started digging tunnels
the baldest kid in second grade
Oh Peanuts crazy Peanuts
A bunch of kids trying to be free
Take my hand and let?s dance now
Under Charlie?s shitty Christmas
tangy and chewy Starburst
What I'd give for just a Sweet tart
So much dandy candy in stock
But no
I got another rock
I got another troubled dejected rock
on the side of the road (uh)
I could feel my blood boil, man, I'm out of control (yeah)
Wetsuit thick so I could shred when it's ice (uh)
Then lay in bed
Yo Pi'erre, you wanna come out here?
They call me Dwayne Johnson
'cause I'm harder than a rock
When I see a cock
Yeah, my name is Sticky Cheese
I'm
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