Lyrics:
the jakes respect me
(Talib Kweli)
What do you do
When the police kick in your door like 'get on the floor'
Shoot you in the back
Cause who you are
respect me
What do you do
When the police kick in your door like 'get on the floor'
Shoot you in the back
Cause who you are and where you at's against
Thousand lives ago
We were young and we didn't know
We were trading our crowns for our souls
Made the sacrifice
Headed back to the light
But be
a pretty good night for a walk in the woods
By the ravine, along the trail.
They probably beat him up when he was young,
Or locked him outdoors for
hurts you
Til you believe you must surrender
Becoming now one with the rhythm
There's no bullshit only killers oh
The sound is all
So jump till you drop
So give our women back, remember what you took is theirs
Living by rules that only promote rape
Molestors and predators protected by the state
Broken
some values when you's young
Lotta empty nesters
Lotta "Let's be better's
" but a lot of "Get these checks first"
Lot of attention-seeking disguised
Intro
If they can’t pop champagne to it I’m not recording it (Yeaaa)
If they can’t shake they ass to it I’m not talking (Talk that talk)
You feel me
don't want no lip, ho, you see this drip
Blue hundreds on me, bitch, and no, I don't Crip
Pop me a Perc' and I'm takin a lift
I jump in that pussy it's
I know
My life is no longer seeing girls on the phone
But, wow, I feel quite guilty
Even though I gave You all my filth
Indeed, don't know what's
out the top of your bridges
I wanna put you on a plate and suck you up with a biscuit
The twisted man on the job when you aint lovin her right
Perverted
crucifix
Loyal to the pen and paper, no breach of faith, read my lips
Consequence when I'm breaking these laws
Gossiping O.D.P man my enemies been dropping
Rockin' side by side
Keep you love alive and kickin'
Jump into the fire
Keep you love alive and kickin'
Down the walls, that's when
Freedom calls
Reminded her of all the fun
We had when we were young and dumb
Gotta keep up with time, gotta keep shining till we're burned by the sun
Time flies, and men
When My Team Comes Through ft. MiAH (Prod. by Jacques Toni) lyrics -- From “My College Life Part 1: Lesson Learned” Album
MICHAEL DARIUS
as a mother
We're sufferin' from post traumatic stress disorder
Look at all our old men in the pubs
Look at all our young people on drugs
We used to worship
Verse 1
And If tomorrow never comes
Lemme start from the beginning
For a chance you understand me by the ending
See My momma momma died young
So
pains when in the game
And the blow, ashes in the snow, it's no remains
Push the wheel as fast as it could go, we overcame the obstacles
But when you
hot, and the strip was filled with young killers
You don't suspect, so cops creep like caterpillars
And born thieves stay hooded with extra bullets
the good will win, you'll lose the hate
That's a close, I think we''re up to date
Wake up young chump, get a grip, checkmate
Sound boy, you should've
had a little snow bunny
I fuck with RU, when I was down he shot me some clams
Brother like a mother fucker
Touch him imma fucking bust ya
I ain't
magic
With a bit of the voo
Voodoo, who do
What we do
When we tour
By the new new
Rep that shit
That's the crew crew
So what you're trying to say to us
Is
No love for no pussy
It's overstood, nigga, we overkill shit
You already know what the fuck up with me
Nigga, know what's up with me
Nigga, I'm
shown
Past the avenues of addicts who told Jack he was home
Could you imagine if I hadn't? Turn my talents to stone
I'm the fact-check you lacking, got no
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