Lyrics:
doc's, Martin don't love animals
Gonna go gorilla mode when fucked with by the criminals
Off the brim, off the record, my hat doesn't match the sweater
Martin Luther, upgrade computer
Beauty is beauty, whether it's black or white
Yellow or green baby, you know what I mean
What if Picasso only used one
Run, and I run these things
You can hear it loud and clear like when the school bell rings
Like Martin Luther King, I will do my thing
I'll say it in
for what you've asked me to do
And we shall continue to study to show ourselves approved under God
Workman that needn't not be ashamed
Rightly this
Are you gonna cry when I'm not alive?
Don't take your life or do homicide
Who's on my side? It don't matter what's inside the box, look outside
Life's
Mama eh
Oh Mama oh
Comme Martin luther, c le P.U.R mama
Elle a vu le by
Elle s’est dit Oh my god
C le P.U.R qui arrive
Mets toi sur ta garde
i do this shit like everyday
Run yo mouth is what you on but i just cant respond to hate
Tell me when you gonna realize
Know these haters fans just in
gotta know me
For me to pray for you
No matter what you might do
'Cuz I know cops killing kids younger
That look just like you
And like me
Brooklyn
Keep our heads to the sky,
OK, OK, OK, OK, OK, OK
Tell me when we're gonna get it right
All we gotta do is keep our heads to the sky, OK
Hallelujah
Run, and I run these things
You can hear it loud and clear like when the school bell rings
Like Martin Luther King, I will do my thing
I'll say it in
Niggas know it's sex money, flex money
They do a lot
What's better than more letters
And buddha spots?
Buck fifties for niggas that don't do a lot
Go ahead
To a parallel prize
The walks by faith
The sight lines lie
How am I gonna tag along
With one tin ear
And one glass eye?
Well I...
I can't get there
between you
And God cause you know what it takes
All my dreams get knocked right back down
Two steps forward three steps back round
They keep pulling, I'm
Martin Luther, upgrade computer
Beauty is beauty, whether it's black or white
Yellow or green baby, you know what I mean
What if Picasso only used one
Martin Luther, upgrade computer
Beauty is beauty, whether it's black or white
Yellow or green baby, you know what I mean
What if Picasso only used one
The return of the Martin Luther
Welcome on board my Nigga wida
Who dey your back na the famous luther
Nobody fuck hakunamatata
Where me for come na
the benches
We force now to do theses sentence
Like what about all the children
The project mommas
Making these project children
That turn into project niggas
to Calvary, I've been made free
Despite my enemy, I thank God, I'm justified
Paid a price for my life
And all that was wrong, His love made it right
Now what
I pull up in a Aston Martin I drive by
I don't even know how we starting she so fly
She be playing hard to get i don't know why
She gonna give a sign
remove what's not of God
And run forward run forward to what lies ahead
Keep your eyes on the price
There's one thing that I do
Forgetting those things
Mike Martin's risen
Slicing Mumble rappers up with sharp precision
I'm going to begin this attack with a large incision
And after that you can expect
departments
Grade 1 first time expelled, that's how most of it started
Painting a picture of my past like it was made by John Martin
Always felt pain like my
a hissy fit
A walking, talking nuclear nihilist
A hot girl summer followed by
The coldest of nuclear winters
How's that for a civil rights speech?
What do
to realize what I told you when
I was 16? I was dead ass
Yo, what Vegas got me favored to win by?
It don't matter
I'm gonna cover the spread fast
You had a 16
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