Lyrics:
the world before
You fuck wit' me
Young nigga sheddin' TEC tears
Through these next years
Homie, tatted down and I think I'm addict now
For holding it down
I'd hear him sing
I've got to walk that lonesome valley
I've got to walk it by myself
Oh, nobody else can walk it for me
I got to walk it by myself
me wipe your tears
I try to do right by you (I do)
But everything I do is wrong (Man)
Unfinished business, but we're done (I'm done)
Man I can't do
Roger Creager
They are little more than a few old guns handed down the line.
Once owned by my Nana and Papa, but now they are mine.
They've been all
Blazed out sheddin' tattooed tears; now, I
Said many times busters still can't see
Y'all niggas can't fuck with me (Outlaw)
I been, handlin' stress in
Blazed out sheddin' tattooed tears; now, I
Said many times busters still can't see
Y'all niggas can't fuck with me (Outlaw)
I been, handlin' stress in
new skin
Gonna wear this
Gonna tear this
Gonna swear this
I fight to the death
I fly in stealth
Don't hide from the truth
Express yourself
Your soul
dollars saved
But dad needed it to put in this old farm.
He used to say son you got to put down roots
Just like I done and the Kelly's before me
He'd pick
before I been down before
Tryna chase these dreams by all means that’s on everything
In a 3 piece with so much grease on me I could be a chicken box
brick
I got that everyday doubt, that everyday roadblock
Building up high, you're trying to take me down
Oh
Tear 'em down brick by brick
I've got
Right before the fall of 2015, I was all off
It involved killing Michael Brown, had me feeling down
Tweeted 'bout it, Christians call me clown, I was
(When you said goodbye)
(I start to cry)
(Walk on by)
(Walk on by)
(Walk on by)
If you see me walking down the street
And I start to cry each
I wake up
I recognize you're lookin' at me
For the pay cut
But homicide be lookin' at you
From the face down
What Mac-11 even boom with the bass down
shorty what you drivin' stoned by your daddy
Oops, you almost had me, geesed up until I saw the truth
And one day I see you standin' at a token booth
It
all in the ground
Motherfuckers know we shuttin' it down
I dare y'all to say somethin'
Motherfuckers want to give me a pound
Every time we bring y'all
ain’t bout a bag
I was just down I was doing real bad
Niggas ain’t know how to act
All of my riders were rolling on flats
Fell on my ass and you showed me
They been trying to tear me down
Trying to take my soul
It finally took a toll baby
The been trying to tear me down
They been trying to tear me down
When they opened up the strip I was young and full of zip,
I wanted some place to call my own.
And so I made the race, and staked me out a place,
talking time variants
40 acres and a mule ain't enough for a settlement
So come swing low by me, sweet chariot
I'm back from the dead, and I ain't talking
Imagine after so much chanting and prayers
But a revolutionary situation requires
Mi fi come tear off unno face wid pliers
Surround dem ends wid all some
(Picasso on the go)
My psyche got me trippin'
My psyche actin' different
It's sickenin' and it's vicious
Inflicted by the business
Talked
, tears
Rolling back the years (years, years)
Flowing by like tears (tears, tears)
Rolling back the years (years, years)
The years I've seen before
lack of confidence
Translates into inaction
That lowers confidence levels even further
On and
On "So, first of all, " he told the audience
"let me assert
around the time when you got elected
Ain't nothin' changed
All the promises you made, before you got elected, they ain't came true
Tell me what to do,
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