Lyrics:
Take it back, take it way back
Take it way way back to the first black man
Long ago before the white man could paint
The black man with a gun in
Innocent bitch that done amounted to nothin'
I take a bitch then I turn it to somethin' (woo, woo)
I must be a plug, like a nigga, I front it
Lil' bitch
They looked at me and said "Queen's niggas don't play. Do your thing
I'll do mine kid stay outta my way"
It's type hard tryna survive in New York state
out loud, for no reason
I use to take them cans back and collect them nickels
Trading garbage pail kid cards for sweet pickles
The whole block used
by him
Rest in peace to Virgina Tech
Too many innocent kids dying
Well let's just blame hip hop
And act like that's the big problem
Now I would give
Like a space cadet...
Like a space cadet...
Like a space cadet...
Watch it all in slow motion...
Like a space cadet...
High up the stars floating...
(Don't say I didn't tell ya)
I don't know where to go where to go
I should just take it slow take it slow
I'm trying not to lose control lose control
Keep my circle small and light
Huddle up and strategize
Break bread, sip wine
Only consciousness remains
And it's gonna live forever
This is the kickoff
baby
We got all night
Let's make it last forever
Take it nice and slow
We got all night
It's so good to know
You don't have to go
Stay
sit with me and take
The extra time to give me that extra push
But I think that kids need that
It's weird because people would
Never expect me
To be so
mayonnaise, um.
I'm the sickest nigga doin' it,
Bet that baby.
These other niggas dough I'm wet crack baby, yes.
Get back get back boy this a set back,
About these things for a while
I can barely think around you
When I think it hurts my brain
I've been feeling my way around
For a while
Ya know
Maybe I
him, Anna Nicole got pregnant and had kids by him,
Rest in peace Virgina Tech, too many innocent kids dyin',
Well let's just blame hip-hop and act like
what that heat like
Hanz on yo we handle them Berettas PLO
Yo its forever, bout to show em what it be's like
Method man, turn a dollar
if its irrelevant drop it
But if we talkin' 'bout business then take a step in my office
And they say a kid that's from the burbs ain't supposed to be
Dig it
Respect how I'm living kid
Here forever, word up
Lubricated joints, ribbed joints is bangin
But they still playing the hotel door man
sucking on the cigarette butt
But the smoke - it isn't
Bitter and intrusive enough
Take a snooze, 'cause half-asleep
Is lucid enough so let's go out to do
the power out of your soul
You're nothing but a coward in the cold freezer with a hour to go
Watching my Casio stop watch, counting it slow
Like drug lords
wishin' that I fall
Pull the skeletons out the closet, I'm 'bout to tell it all
Just want my money, my hoes and all my kids to ball
I'm road ragin'
comin' fast
Hold on, baby, try to take it slow
Oh no
Yeah, yeah
Got it in the blood, the kid's American
Underneath the hood, you know the kid's
drove by his house, so who you tryin' to dial
If you're lookin' for an answer, you're probably gonna find it now
And to the man in the hat standing
(Lex ENT) haha
Okay woo
Ahh, ahh alright lets do it
Without Lex, none y'all rollin' to the next
Kids got talent soaked up to his neck
(My neck) so
And I'm stackin this bread, for all of my kids
Cause it cannot go to the grave
And I got some things about how I live
That I gotta take to the grave
See
I wanna take you home, baby
Tell me where it is
I come back when I wanna
Don't you ask no questions
Me and you forever, baby
You and me together,
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