Lyrics:
the opposition make a pit stop
By the drip drop, get popped while some Kidz Bops playin'
Yeah, all my daughters know that this ain't only talk
My only thought
a little boy.
I hold him by his small shirt.
A little boy--a little boy about Bucky's age
limp, but breathing.
He looks at us like he's a thousand miles
it, homicide on anybody siding with it
I am Richard Pryor fire, lighter to a diaper, hot shit
I get excited by the shit that you liking
'Cause you
store got robbed
Yellow tape was the moon every night on the block
Surrounded by the stars them dirty cars
Dreadlocks in the grill try to camouflage
liquor store got robbed
Yellow tape was the moon every night on the block
Surrounded by the stars, them dirty cars
Dreadlocks in the grill try
it with a seam, youngin always seen with a killer
Hand stitched by my dealer
Dealing with a seam you ain't seen, what you mean Margiela?
She even
hand-stitched by my dealer
Dealing with a seam you ain't seen
What you mean Margiela?
She even got the 'scripts for the cough
In the H gotta hit Johnny for
sometimes have been a bearded
Bathless bunch
There's even been a minister or two
A priest, a nun, a rabbi and an educated man
Have listened and been taken in
you go inside just to realize
Either you're weak or someone lied
See, you spend more time boasting about
What you do than you do
So by the time your
to nun
But now I’m flexing on that bitch and
Got more money than her son
I love my enemies and pray
For those who persecute
You tried to kill me pussy
a covenant I put on every tribe
Ain't nobody gon' tie your shoe
Nobody gon' abide by your rule
Nobody holding your gun
How come your tongue say
"killa" then
Hit me i like that
Hit me again!
Okay! I go by Weezy F b, that's who I be
You don't wanna lose me like new ID
I beat up the track like the new Ali
as much as I do
Baby, pay me a visit
Why you chillin' by yourself at home?
Spare key, under the doormat (yeah)
So you can make yourself at home
or what to do
Or by whose side you'll be
Look and you'll see
One day we'll find a home
Where wild roses have been sown
Blooms that fall
They'll seem
But still shorty wild
Turned on by forty cals
Was young never saw me wild, clutch Robert Horry style
No wonder why I picked up triggers to beef
I
As I stand by the side of the river watching the virgin Mary float by watching the currents drag her by a low song how long is gone a low song under
doing dips on Godzilla
Though y'all know he don't play, right?
Tnt throws a nigga out a moving van in broad daylight
And he was shackled by hands
Hummingbird, hummingbird should be your name
Too restless to settle too wild to tame
Too restless to settle too wild to tame
Hummingbird,
Oh you weary restless heart
Peace come to you now
Still your wild and wishful soul
Calm your troubled brow
Loose your crippled body's ties
Let your
And know how much I've been blessed
By a love like this some people wait a lifetime
And hope to find a love like this
Can take your heart on a wild ride
Check out the skylark
Riding and singing alongside salt cool breeze coming from the West
Ships and their lawlessness
Running wild and the waves
tornados."
Yeah when the wild wind whips around your head you know, that you have found a perfect day to chase tornados.
And what about that preacher man
of the darkness now
Within the light she is my storming heroin
And old machine's abandoned by the ancient racists and
I hear them hummin' down below and hollow
With the birds I'll sing this song
Then in the while I'll wander
Down by bluebell stream where wild flowers grow
And I'll hope that lovely Nancy will
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