Lyrics:
With the love unconditional
I'm a drama abolitionist
Damn no opposition to my proposition
Half of a man, half magician
Half a politician holding
and rob? cnd I am crossing
Independence Square by South Quay
Down in front Royal Bank where the old drag mall used to be
cnd see him staggering through
Man you hell of a pussy for
The shit you did last night
I could tell you nervous right now by
How you moving your hands right
Yeah please don't fuck
Saturday in the town, as we buried T.J Brown
Good man, spent his life on the K Roll ferry line
He was just a man, nothing grand, just a man
But I
getting late at night
The fire's all raked and out goes the light
So now you've heard the story of my old rig-a-doo
It's good-bye and God be with you says
getting late at night
The fire's all raked and out goes the light
So now you've heard the story of my old rig-a-doo
It's good-bye and God be with you says
felt the same
One summer changed my life, a good change
We got new names, fuck that old "Indigo"
I'm movin' my way, that's the only way I know
I rose
Picture me with my grandkids 60 years old
Watching BET footage from 40 years ago, Like
your grandfather he used to be a beast
when it came time to battle
looked up
Justin, my three-year-old
Had managed to find himself on stage
In front of thousands of people
As if he was ready to perform next
From that
me
When he has children of his own
He'll think about his old man
And the stories that he told
I wish that I could hear those stories now
I heard them
Story of my life
Story of my life
Story of my life
Well I went down to my old neighborhood
The faces have all changed man, there's no one left to talk
Stay ready wit my hands high though
I’m ready for that good life yo
I been on the mans mind
He took me as he planned and beat the devil by
kill if you're in real beef
And your name's on the poster
It ain't that hard to just
Drive by and toast ya'
Yo Jaja did your dad leave
Ya my dad left,
just might be in your hood
Causin' havoc with my bros, and instill all to the good
Horse and carriage when I roll, it's sober hopin' so it's 'stood
I'm
Do you remember
The good old days when MTV was cool?
They played videos 24/7
I couldn't wait to get home from school
Flip on channel 36 and see
body rock
Well so far you've heard my voice but I brought two friends along,
And the next on the mic is my man Hank,
C'mon, Hank, sing that song!
J.O.
AS YOU ALL MAY KNOW
AND SINCE A DAY OLD
MY BALLS HANG LOW
I AIN'T EVER HAD A HALO
I DO IT FOR THE PESO
THAT'S WHY MY HEART STAY COLD
AND THAT'S WHY
yeah
Gotta chemical imbalance in the palace
Things are never simple in my temple
Good around kids but a bad example
I manage to get by without cutting
livin' the same old story
I get by with the hustle that my father taught me
I'm always humble when you meet me man I'm never cocky
I let the music speak,
that I ain't tryna fake
Quiet ass fans be the loudest when it's time to hate
When it's time to ride; nothin but empty promise by my side
All these albums
good 'cause I'm off my feet,
Man the little squalid dogs running up in the street
And they saying:
My name is Sharina, my name is Busta
My name is
wanna party? Good
You can ride the white horse all the way to Hollywood
You can be a Harvard, a starlet and have a TV show
Charlotte, once you get me
life is measured by the telephone poles the mileage lines are on my face
I never care much where that old highway goes I'm happy almost any place
I'm
singing for
The daybreak chorus of my dreams serenades no more
Yeah the minute man is going soft -- the mirror's on the shelf
Only when the truth's
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