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by I breeze through
I don't even stop, ain't a need to
And you the one that left nigga, I ain't leave you
Shit got realer, niggas got richer
I said
they heard of us
They put em down, we liftin them burners up
You keep sayin word to your mother but word to what?
I don’t give a fuck about none of these
It’s time to go left and not right
Gotta get it together forever
Gotta get it together for brothers
Gotta get it together for sisters
For mothers
As I sat sadly by her side

She said, "Father, mother, sister, brother,
Uncle, aunt, nephew, niece,
Soldier, sailor, physician, labourer,
Actor,
for me to do
A kiss for some of this
A smile and it's done
Miss I'm your mister
My sister's your sister
My mother's your mother father's your
spoke these words to me
With brand new eyes, open wide
We pressed our faces to the glass
As I sat sadly by her side

She said, father, mother, sister
As I sat sadly by her side

She said, "Father, mother, sister, brother,
Uncle, aunt, nephew, niece,
Soldier, sailor, physician, labourer,
Actor,
can't have none of that, tell 'em what to say Mase...

SAY NO GO

Nah, no my brother
No my sister
Try to get hip to this
Word, word to the mother
can't have none of that, tell 'em what to say Mase...

SAY NO GO

Nah, no my brother
No my sister
Try to get hip to this
Word, word to the mother
can't have none of that, tell 'em what to say Mase...

SAY NO GO

Nah, no my brother
No my sister
Try to get hip to this
Word, word to the mother
I got it, I'll get ya
Yo, brothers and sisters, fathers and mothers
The lovers, the leavers, the doubters, believers
The stayers, the quitters,
clan, 'cause I'm right here wit'cha
Ain't gotta edit the slang, I got it, I'll get ya
Yo, brothers and sisters, fathers and mothers
The lovers,
Sucking my dick and my mother fucking balls, G
I know the half, so I laugh with 'em
Blood bath when I let the fucking rap hit 'em
Full clip, but only
bought you things and gave you diamond rings 
But them things wasn't worth none of the pain that he brings 
And you stayed, what made you fall for him?
bought you things and gave you diamond rings
But them things wasn't worth none of the pain that he brings
And you stayed, what made you fall for him?
Let's start the show off sisters ago look alive 
The Queen Latifah the King of 45 
Bringing a mixture of pure flavor 
I make beats she rock rhymes
an M.C. rapper and nothin' else
I keep rhymin' and I do it by myself
Could you be like me? I rap my none stop rhymes
You will never hear pause when I say
Look at your mother, teardrops
She just received a phone-call from the cops
"Your son will do life, 'cause he wigged a man's wife
Shot her with a gun
surrounded by misery

The daughters and sisters, the little bitties
Princess inside ya beautiful
But mommy can't afford the sparkles and dresses
As a matter
by the gossip stated
Instead we'll strive and let it motivate us

'Cause we are brothers, don't try to diss
The 3 will get evil and then commit
gone five weeks
He's only fourteen, but he's grown by me
Cause he keep the heat on and his little sister fed
With his knowledge of the land and the tools
meetin' just begun, nigga I'm Satan's son

My mother raised me a single parent so it's apparent
That I got love for my mother, none of you other fuckas
meetin' just begun, nigga I'm Satan's son

My mother raised me a single parent so it's apparent
That I got love for my mother, none of you other fuckas
gonna look like and what I'll call ya
Will you be like me or like your mother
Will you one day have another sister or a brother
The one thing that I know
Fathers & mothers, children, sisters & brothers
Pimps & hustlers, gangsters, riches & busters
There's no justice, I'm on some fiending by the thug shit