Lyrics:
going two ways
"Oye"
God bless Uncle Al but knowin him MIA was probably engraved
on the tombstone that stands over his grave to this day!
HEY
So if your
I know a man named Otis who invented a room,
And his heart was filled with pride
I said to Mr Otis, "What does your room do?"
He said, "It goes
like to know my uncles bread
Bow down, brother pay homage
Don't spill hate all on my garments
Commes Des Garcon, fuck your fresh
Head shots nigga
Honey, we got off on the wrong foot, baby
'Cause the relationship has been so good lately
If I don't do what I do
Then who's gon' put food
Honey, we got off on the wrong foot, baby
'Cause the relationship has been so good lately
If I don't do what I do
Then who's gon' put food
ain't got shit to prove (Facts)
I know some niggas who can't read
But they can stitch a bone
I'm laughin' at you niggas flippin' rules
My uncle Carl told
a road play bap bap you
Beat so unbrand just call me
Uptown beveling Jerry look at my
Brother's spike no talking
Bring alders on pass by your house
I give a fuck about you
Detroit to Texas
Texas to LA
Who brings it to you
Whooooohh
Who's your uncle?
Brooklyn to the bayou
Across
Up in daddies business
I dont mind
Ill show you whats that
You were three and four years old
Up in the studio
Making beats
By time your teens who knows
(It's been too long and I'm lost without you)
Your uncle's missing you your families missing you
Your fans is missing you the galleries missing you
Damn
(It's been too long and I'm lost without you)
Your uncle's missing you your families missing you
Your fans is missing you the galleries missing you
Damn
Man I miss my dawgs
Mawmaw Myrtle
Mawmaw Pat, that's real
Uncle Joe
Lil Mike
My nigga Lance, thats real
That Katrina storm
Destroyed our home
Left
as I push away the groupies
Snooping in a coup and you can call uncle Snoopy
Don't worry about your circumstances
Take your chances
Still from
O-Shizuru, O-Itsuki, The warrior and the poet dead
The Empress' parents slain by her uncle's disdain
She would ride against her mother's wish
Shefali would
to free the slaves
Red, white and blue is the American way
Don't tread on me unless you're
Ready for your grave
I'm a gun totin' patriot posted
By the front
18, just like momma made me
Keep it 18, that's how my uncle raised me
I'm on 18, always on 18
1800, born on the same street
I'm so 18, just like momma
to work to help me, Uncle Melvin and
Uncle Norman to do a real job.
Yeah they were one of the many crews in the building trades doing plaster
And lath in
yelling at my dad
She said
"I cheated on you with your brother and our child isn't yours"
Then I realized the guy I threw told me to call him Uncle Dad
while I'm copping over this game to pinch a loaf
Now homie, who's your favorite pain in the ass?
Who claims to be spitting the same flames as me? I'm
sure
My uncle's not my brother
Don't fuck with who's on top
We're here to rule the world
You peasant scum
Get ready to be purged, my uncle's not brother
off the gate, straight up)
Made by my Uncle Darryl (made by my Uncle Darryl)
(My aunties playin' cards, we love to gamble)
Shootin' dice on the porch
than that, I heard a knock at the door I just opened it no who that, (come in) Lot and apartment was packed, All I'm stating is facts, (all facts) EMTs
old colored feller who the folks was always fond
I don't even remember what his last name was we always
just called him Uncle John
Why I remember when
old colored feller who the folks was always fond
I don't even remember what his last name was we always just called him Uncle John
Why I remember when
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