Lyrics:
stay in here until I rot, and I'll be here and that's alot
And I, I don't know what I deserve to deserve this fate, oh
I'm trying to escape from this
both be gunning
Come get me if you real, 'cause I ain't scared
It's all fair in love and war we can take it there
You don't like me clown? Now you
Man 1: What?
Mandy: This praising.
Wise Man 1: No, no, no.
Mandy: Oh! Well, if you're dropping by again do pop in. (they
take
affection
I damage any MC who step in my direction
I'm Staten Island's best son fuck what you heard
Niggaz still talkin that shit is absurd
My repotoire, is
abolished by this tragedy
We'll have to march again like 1964
America's the casualty. America's the casualty in the second civil war
Could be the end
here marching?"
Thinking if they can't, how can I breathe?
Thinking that they chant, what do I sing?
I want to take a stance 'cause we are not free
people stay away you already failed in me test
Yesterday is important regardless of it's an old day
You'll never get better if you forget a mistake you did
there's a Heaven you would think they'd let ya speak to your son
Maybe she has in the form of a baby's laugh
I heard passing by in a stroller, remindin'
shake
They plant evidence
It's your word verse what that man say
And dead victims don't speak
That's the main play
If you black in America you ain't safe
time? here's what I got
My fellow soldiers'll tell you I'm a terrible shot (number eight!)
Your last chance to negotiate
Send in your seconds, see if
I thought thar you'd want what I want
Sorry my dear
But where are the clowns
There ought to be clowns
Quick send in the clowns
What a surprise!
of living like I'm Malcolm
Stuck in the middle and there's no way out
Can I really be a vegetable if I'm stuck down south
Sworn loser and I never let
it raw and hardcore
Five six, you're beating us with nightsticks
Seven eight, I'm forced to pack a thirty-eight
Nine ten, you put me in a pen; if
was rapping for like fifteen minutes straight
And that was my first time yo, I was like tenth grade, in the studio
And I knew that this was what I
stuck with him in Obama's days again today in Biden's days
What Putin is doing today has been perfected by the United States
I'm not supporting war, I'm
with a lotta lint, not a cent
Gotta vent, lotta innocent lives lost on the project bench
What you hollerin'? Gotta pay rent, bring dollars in
By
On the First Day of Dissmas, my bitch gave to me
Two condoms and a bag of sensee
On the Second Day, guess what the bitch said
"Ruck come to my house" 'cause in
the intimacy's silence
I don't know where I've been or what
I'm told will be the future- for America
I just know I'm in love with my hysteria
Spoilers: it's
Leatherface The Sawed Off Gangsta
Second, Layzie Bone AKA the Number One Assassin
Third, Bizzy Bone AKA Rest In Peace
Fourth, Wish Bone AKA Stratejacket nigga!
A war that's been fought going for four years
Was supposed to be over in weeks
I think the ones in charge miscalculated
The suffering that's been
and
Throw your ass in the van cuffed
You don't have to know our plans or what our intentions are
Our cards are close to our chest, you better show your
army have stolen all the gold
The seven judges begin to forge the sword
Failed by the unique leader
Now forced to die in war
Deep inside the planet's
America now.
We should work diligently to keep this second amendment in place,
For any individual with responsibility-
Let me repeat again,
so unjust,
If we say In God we trust?
How many heroes will fall,
Until there's no one left at all?
Why can't we learn our past?
So we can be at peace
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