Lyrics:
you're lonely sometime,
No matter who's by your side,
Cause the love that you look for is inside us all,
But it's something you have to find
And I'd
contestants.
Ha ha ha Hey, muddafuckas! Get ready for the killer show for this bitch!
We
Got a cop,
We got a judge, and we got a redneck. So step
know, I'm sometimes in Kenneth Coles
Thugged out, never judge me by my clothes
When there's a drought, I be ridin, Z's and Vogues
Five times,
every move, everything I do
Life is beautiful because of you
How did I survive before you came into my life?
Now I'd do anything at all, anything
Lil Wayne:
I ain't terrified from nuthin'
I'm young wild crazy and disgustin'
Better watch me 'cause I'm coming
With a oven by my stomach
I'm
stop?)
Yeah, free all the homies that's still in the cage (free the homies)
Over-sentenced by crooked judges and racist D.A.'s
Racism in the system is
the weed will probably
Keep your passion weak
I wanted to reach the real
Stars not the fashion week
Don't judge a book by it's
Cover: im the sining gentleman
She was just seventeen
We'd drive out of this valley
Down to where the fields were green
We'd go down to the river
And into the river we'd dive
scarred 'cause I'm talkin revolution
What ya rather see me dead by a fuckin execution
If y'all probably go to bed, 'cause it's less confusion
All your see
came from the sky
And it told him what to do to survive
So he took his axe to the cypress and oak
He dug the bark and ripped the leaves
That turned
Fifteen years Le Bing Son
Fought side by side with the Americans
In the mountains and deltas of Vietnam
In '75 Saigon fell
And he left his
me a chance
And I really appreciate you for that
With that being said, I think we'd look great together
But if you're interested in someone else, then
Motherfuck the judge, prosecutor and the DA
Head to the H, where the hoes will fuck three way
Two way, four way, anyway the Pro say
Never hear a hoe say no
Motherfuck the judge, prosecutor and the DA
Head to the H, where the hoes will fuck three way
Two way, four way, anyway the Pro say
Never hear a hoe say no
player there, nigga turned you out
But never told you beware
Never told you that black love supposed to be shared
And you never judge a woman by
Then says the judge, says he
"Oh, for life, Jim Jones, I'm sending you
Across the stormy sea
But take a tip before you ship
To join the iron gang
Jealousy is misery, suffering is grief
Suffer through the weak but still in
Touch with what I see
Fuck it up on these beats
But you'd never notice
come before blood
Onyx is betrayal by the one that you love
Onyx is looking in the eyes of the judge
(Move back motherfuckers)
Onyx is guns
Onyx is
is surrounded by the pain and the violence
So the selling never safe
At the same time snitching to the Jake
Is the quickest way to get found
As a young man I was raised by men of the cloth
And I was tought to judge men equal and not to find their faults
Until one day I witnessed a tragic
His viscous poly-paste breath comes out,
Their wall-paper world is shattered by his shout,
A boy in blue is busy banging out a headache
by Royal Ryan people calling my dream dumb (what?)
But I went to school where your supposed to not judge others
Skin color doesn't matter everybody
the one for practice
I’d never know if your words would be backed by actions
Or if you take back your words and your actions are backwards
Yeah. It’s like
[Intro]
D.S: We don?t understand
C. Chico: Do you understand?
D.S: We don?t understand
D.S: We don?t understand, Oooh, oooh
[1st Verse: C. ChiCo]
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