Lyrics:
A black man's true nature is peace
We ain't the animals the media would claim us to be
And we hate the police, not all, but some
Cause they treat us
Ohh My
Stacking P's to more than get by
Fuck scraping the bottom, I'm tryna get right
Get your own ima get mine
And greatness is a process you know it
all the coke is gone
I hold on to pain sometimes
Lit up by the fade of my fire
I'm too old to be chasing these highs
When first line is the only good
out smoked out on the couch
Welcome to hellfest this is our home
Whether you scream or not
Where not gonna leave you alone
Troubles Halloween Volume 1
(Lloyd Banks)
By the way, man, it still feels like I've been dreamin'
Forty cal under my pillow, condom full of my semen
The physical presence
Yh
Yh man
You know how I do it in it you been tapped in for years so you know what it is
If you don't know then ya gonna know now
You'll know now
Ya
Omere Eme
Every word said by me
Omere eme
I say I say
Omere eme
Oya listen yeah
Good life is work of good thinking
With wisdom you can rule your
and I'm on my own
But I realize one thing, one man is never alone
But I wish that you were here right by my side, yeah
I would love to tell you that I know
realize
She won't be hypnotized by your usual charm
You've got your plan of attack
That won't attract the modern woman
Whe you're an old fashioned man
be
But I wonder do you think of me
Do you think of me 'cause I'm thinking of
All I wanted was to keep this love alive (yeah)
And all I wanted is to be
Everybody, everybody
Everybody
Everybody sit your bitch ass down and
Listen to this true mothafuckin' story told by Kendrick Lamar on Rosecrans,
divided by the years
But I got it from here don't sweat that
Sounds bump from Marcy to LeFrak
To that project in DC where my
Man caught his death at
Over my
Told the world once two three and four
But no one knows (get them gone man)
The end is all around I sense it smell it through my nose (ahh)
See
to the victory it’s like
We’ve been through the same
Shit a hundred times
If you see a penny, pick it up
Like engine number nine
Time is of the essence
The blind
it a good squeeze
I didn't know it didn't have no safety
Now this man is hit in his chest and he can't breathe
Devil on my shoulder whispering
But not because of our own strength
We're saved because H is mercy has no end
And by the washing and regeneration of our spirit
We become renewed
By
even still
Sack or bag of troubles, make the single double
Loop the coin and join the minimum wage
I had a plan if I was the man, I'd throw the J
Lay
taught me life
50 years the same wife man I already been married twice
And Momma I apologize for all of my troubles
But P.S. tell Daddy I love you
Momma
is like a forest
I'm nothin but a petal, you all nothing but a flower, Bangalore's a plant, man it's sunny when it showers
Got women, weed and weather,
I be in the city drop bands every time I see the bitch
Girl you trouble but indeed I know I need you bitch!
I been lacking patience
I hoped you
trouble, let me live in peace
On the low, if you don't like it then it is what it is
And fighting me will be the only reason you're gonna live in pieces
and throw it on the ground?
Instead I can't get by, fin this make you double girl
I'm back up in this, you pussy niggas in trouble now
Shake, what you gon
make that ass fly.
Hit the bong, stand by
I'ma get you so high
Back up off me, I need room to puff
Fuck Babylon, man I can't get enough
I smoke, so I
that wears the crown
Heavy is the head that wears the crown
Mad man
Blood on the altar
The Queen will have his head
His ghost will shake those
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