Lyrics:
Prayin' on my downfall don't make you religious, man
All I hear is plug talk comin' from middlemen
All I hear is tall tales comin' from little men
When I
My mum and I we live alone
A great apartment is our home
In fairhome towers
I have to keep me company
Two dogs, a cat, a parakeet
Some plants
The men are saying)
(Glyde hands Fosco a brandy
During the next section
The two play billiards)
To our little game i propose a toast
Well, we haven't won
matter, nightstick or bring your big trigger
Our nation is protected by some pro-Black niggas!
[Professor X]
Making note of some minors. I'm not talking
matter, nightstick or bring your big trigger
Our nation is protected by some pro-Black niggas!
[Professor X]
Making note of some minors. I'm not talking
spirit
Needs release
I refuse to die
By the hands of the beast
For the Son of Man
Is come to save that which was lost
For the Son of Man
Is come to save
Spitting that fire I know that they see me
He ona net keep acting out
Psh psh psh
Get whacked by the Mystery Man
Scooby snacks out the Myster Van
If my
Spitting that fire I know that they see me
He ona net keep acting out
Psh psh psh
Get whacked by the Mystery Man
Scooby snacks out the Myster Van
If my
learned is money makes the world go round
On a small planet, its 10 women to 1 man
I wonder how we managed
To say vows and walk a straight line in
serious? yeah I'm serious....what do you think? man that's the bosses
lady you're gonna get us killed. the bosses lady? fuck you man!....the
bosses
Feels like for a million years
If I don't get some lovin' soon
Gonna drown in my tears
I had a good man once
At first he loved me like he should
And then
demons they hate me
They chase me, trying to rape me, break me
Shoot me in the back cause they're not man enough to face me
Lately
I feel like the world
humble man but also gotta be rumbling
So I won’t be tumbling to my death like all these other men
I gotta be smothering the rest now I got their number fam
Nate James
Always thought that I'd have my guys by side yeah
Nowadays if I'm not alone I'm surprised yeah
Some will up and try standing by but they die
Some people say a man is made outta mud
A poor man's made outta muscle and blood
Muscle and blood and skin and bones
A mind that's weak and a back
and a judge with a very progressive and humanitarian track record
For a man of his time.
But when he lost his first bid for governor in 1958 by hedging
go by for yo' mans, he know he hit
Real lean, you a fool you thinkin' I drink hit (drank)
Pull up on yo' bitch i8 drop I might hit the swift
Feminine
Adrenaline
10 for 10
So much estrogen
Feminine
Like men 4 men
Toxic man you 2 masculine
I can see all the way from the top of Machu Picchu
why they start to cappin', right
Talking white we talking white
They all say we talking white
They can't take straight black men Speaking truth, yeah
of the party
Some would say
Socially awkward
But he's just quiet
And a deep thinker
My brother
Like any young man
Loves his Nintendo and PlayStation
gonna get smacked muppet
I nearly lost my head so that man right there needs to go ahead and shut it
Before you get punched in the head by a skinny ass
I came from the bottom
From the mud
You don't see no vision
We gon' leave you on the bench
Dollars on my mind
I just wanna grow 'em stacks
Boss man
one single thing: Me in a string!
They don't take me for the man I am
No words wasted, I'm just prey to them
I am gold
I want some kids and a suburban
conditions of a flood we built arks to get ahead
Redbone keep me feed I leave two by the ledge
If I ever start to slip I fall off into them legs
That's some
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