Lyrics:
me down the long ages, let them sing the song
See there, a son is born and we pronounce him fit to fight
There are blackheads on his shoulders,
everywhere I go they keep playin' my song
Brain damage, ever since the day I was born
Drugs, what they used to say I was on
They say I never knew which
the closet"
But he's made his choice
So, she bursts in saying "What kind of person would cheat on his pregnant girlfriend?"
Jason, saying "What the fuck,
should stop saying nigga
But if I did what would be the difference
I'd still be a nigga he'd still be a nigga in his feelings
I'd still be a nigga with no
Motherfuckin' real G's
Stop him in his tracks, show him that I am Ruthless
Yo Dre, what's up
Boy you should have known by now
Stop him in his tracks, show
Motherfuckin' real G's
Stop him in his tracks, show him that I am Ruthless
Yo Dre, what's up
Boy you should have known by now
Stop him in his tracks, show
turned sixteen like a Mexican
Might fuck around, and join MS13 like a Mexican
Red, white, and green beam this Nina is Mexican
She say, what you want for
Every day, it's every day, and every day gon' be the same
Hey Ja it's Malachi, and what's his name
Always pounding on the door
You know our bell don't
out one day their whole life was in vain
I'm just hoping my music is making a difference
Maybe for some kids it'll act as deliverance
And give them what
stay up
Chasing dreams day by day just tryna take a
Step closer to perfection
Learning shit from every lesson
Counting every blessing I've been given
to possibly
People leavin me constantly, imposter syndrome is blossoming
I don't know what I did to deserve the bricks that's on top of me
Sisyphus with his
day
Rose gold, princess cut
Pretty face, little titties, big butt
Thugged out, she with me like "nigga what?"
Big chain on my b-boy
We walk in
That's what you do to me
That's what you
Then one by one I went down the line
Just repeating it
'Cause it makes me smile
That's what you do to me
That's
Sing your words
I'll bring you song breaking your curse
Breaking your curse
Hotter than sun, colder than rain
Colder than rain
Whats with the world,
And he still didn't have anything for me
Didn't even introduce me to Kurt Bloch
What a crock
Seemed embarrassed to know me
He should be
I wonder every day
[Intro by Vusi:]
I believe that together we can really make a difference.
One man cannot make a difference,
but if we can partner, if we can have
MVP
Hi here's Pasqui
Pass me the mic
I wanna try
To make my sound be like a dynamite
Say wow , it's great
You gonna scream this motherfucking words
"How's your brace"
(Why, it makes you grin)
(Gets under your skin as only a song can do)
People that you meet
(Hello Joe, what you know)
(And remind
[verse 2]
I met this kid named jesse on my way uptown
Sittin on the train, on his face was a frown
I said my man, what's the matter? then he started
Diagnosed autistic, knew there was something different
Tried everything in power to try to make a difference
Got around the age of 3, worried that you'd never
On God we're gonna hit the top
You got my word
Was all spaced out reminiscing All day
Was my turn to speak didn't no what to say
Paid my respects but it
are his cold hearted blues
Homie, I want revenge
I want you to feel what I felt that day
But you and I, we just ain't the same
You'll know a tree by its
don't do shit
Gotta get back in the stu, gotta make it
Watch me when I make it, break the matrix
Watch me get a motherfucking house by the forest with all
these hands make
Copping so much green got me looking like a landscape
Pass the mic to FlapJack that's a wrap for Lil Pancake
Every single day you know
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