Lyrics:
a netscape glow
Try not to die with an orinico flow
Wednesday is my day to live in the 6x8
Thursday I've gone far when the gone guards show up late
Cali
and
Throw your ass in the van cuffed
You don't have to know our plans or what our intentions are
Our cards are close to our chest, you better show your
[jD][Chorus]
Queens bridge welcome to my hood
I'm a show you all what's really good
Welcome to my hood
Death in the air
If you want to live you got
one place or the holes begin to show |And the years begin to tell|So pull down the circus tent, the caravan must roll|The gypsies will disappear into
Look into my eyes and tell me I'm' your one and only
Tell me that you love me I'm just wanting you to show me
I spent to many days to many nights up
to the surfdale sandwich B
Backhand the man and live your dream, tell sam I am to make your eggs green
Down to the crossroads going through a lot bro
Inevitably
cocaine
Pills ease the damn pain
Live by my stage name
I got Prada and some Balenciaga
She want me to stay I don't really wanna
Wanted some love but I gave
The situation remains the same
My flow gonna live foreva like fame
Who said hip hop don't run thru my veins
Gotta confuse me to understand I'm that dude
Pardon me
savage with da tool give abortion
Do da shit by myself, Spaz like an orphan
Bad for ya health, drake fuck up ya organs
Killas come through, wet ya wake
the garage at the entrance
We rolled down the window and show him our credentials
Turrell flash the pass and he let's us continue
Metal detectors, phone
And they're right, we're lucky to be alive
But only if our lives make life itself worth dying for
We must be worthy of our luck or we are damned
Our lives
is the love…
Let us come together as one
Let us build our nation as one
Children live what they have been told
These are some serious times
These are
next chapter in our lives
Alive and free, you're standing by my side, oh
I lead you, you lead me, we're motherfuckin' high
Motherfuckin' high,
father and his girlfriend out in Flatbush
Her and I had got along
I always loved her 'cause she had cooked
I used to live in Glenwood when our family
the consequences of our actions
Ever really thought through
Do we truly understand how one
Person can make a difference
By developing individual thought free
From
Dear Mr. President
The world has gone astray
Brothers are dying
They won't live to see today
Was it all worth it
You had to lie to get your way
found the jeweled land
Was occupied before he came
By humans of a second look
Who couldn't even write their names shame
Trader said they're not
as to size and shape
The longer our brush strokes go
The more people join our show
The painting is now complete
It represents our lives, so sweet
We'll pass
forget who you is
Whether you living up with God or in a cell by the yard
Always gon remember the times you repped the squad
To protect our name, homies,
moons spent disappearing evidence
A void within a void
You cannot decipher
Caravan child, I was raised with the clowns
Who ran by night when the spirits
from my dad
Mali slang on the phone talking cali wid Adz
Caravans where the boys used to go and cook crack
Cunch close, sea side putting crime on their
was laid
By the yellow man
We pledge allegiance
All our lives
To the magic colors
Red, blue and white
But we all must be given
The liberty that
Guide us we pray
Show us the way
Take our lives, lead us
Renew us and change us
Make us more like Jesus
For our King
Our King!
Take our lives, use us
the fam
Come with a plan
Or get overran
By this caravan
This ain’t basic shit
For any basic bitch
Get barred up
On this Bass that hits
From them basement
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