Lyrics:
don't gotta prove that
The feds watching they gonna use that
Damn Frosty how you do that
Hit the rode til my wheels flat
Can't change your past don't look
that were foretold, by the forefathers
The end of the world saga, streets flooded with lava
Mommas and papas, toddlers, hip-hoppers, and rastas
Rock
of money.
Like I say ol' Jack Johnson he was a pugilist,
He was a pugilist by preference and by profession
And one day ol' Jack came walkin' on down by
want to be
I'll go where i want to go
Flow when i wanna flow
Live where i wanna live
Give when i wanna give
Buy what i wanna buy
Worship God for all my
(Words and Music by Joan Baez)
It's walking to the battleground that always makes me cry
I've met so few folks in my time who weren't afraid to die
Braveheart niggas
(Jungle) , IllWill niggas (Wizard)
Made of steel niggas
(Horse) , robothugs (Nature)
We can't be stopped by them bitch-ass cops
People love to throw shade while under an umbrella
But I'm a getta sunburn cuz I ain't no dumb fella
When I fire at rappers I aim at ya patella
Weed
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Bitch I'm strong
Bitch I'm a fighter
Bitch I was chosen
By the almighty
I got this Glock on me its full of roses
This is a spiritual
the blues
Still too young to split my time so I'd hide away in my room
Picking riffs on an old guitar left to me by my uncle
The snow fell heavy slipped
nubs.
Black Lives Matters,
The Black Man Matters.
Black Lives Matter,
The Black Man Matters.
Black Lives Matter,
The Black Man Matters.
Yea Ya'll Got It
It’s evident that these evidence
When all I need is the presidents just to live this life without consequence
It’s evident that these evidence
When
range?
A kid with too much in his pants.
What's two balls minus one?
Seven titles at the Tour de France.
Split a decision with long division,
Take
Open up your eyes, take a look at me
Get the picture fixed in your memory
I'm driven by the rythm like the beat of a heart
And I won't stop until I
On the real I keep it real under the moon and the sun
It's in my DNA and blood live by the money and gun
Study Art Of War so every single battle is
the weapons
Not put on the gloves
Where I'm from me and the youngins
Ain't no giving up we live it up
Know we stick together
Ain't no switching up
Looking
wanna stay wet
And piss off the painter
Imma
Plaintiff under cross examination
Constantly tempted
While I'm in this matrix
Nah
I'm Not
Neo
Closer
(Ooh ooh)
They know who we are by now
They know who we are
Champion, the champion (champion, champion)
Yeah, okay, we made it to America
I remember when
to a close
And reinvent the wheel by reshaping what it means to be human
And they think they can achieve this by 2030
It's a cold dystopian vision that wants
to run it
Jump and overcome it
Blossom into something
Bottom bettered
Done it
When lives is lost
RIPs ensue
The vigils are held
And the families mourn
In
land
Cause justice has been banned
So it's play dirty or die by the hand
That's holding all the guns
Plunged, deep into religion was my first
How it go living by the scroll
By the code
Keep yourself under control
Keep a hold
Climbing up the totem pole
Don't let go
Living life as a (Daimyo)
on the ground and dig out his eyes
And make him bawl for his mother
We don't like each other
Only 'cause I fucked his baby mother
That bitch was under the cover
the phone but I already told you what I like to do to private calls
And its crazy cause my ex ain't even feelin like my ex yet
We split and then we met but
and passing by
Yea we just living our lovely good ol' lives
Stroke my goodies all nice like it is fight night
Split me open like an Oreo, your delight
Give me
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