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don't get fed up
My people rise, my people fight
My people do alright
My people walk with pride and
We're marchin' side by side and
My people laugh,
is cryin'

You know if I can sing pop tunes like
Frank Sinatra or Sammy Davis Jr.
I don't think I still could do it
Cause Lucille don't wanna play
descent
Where light begins its wayward course
Felt by those below

For in the stead of absent rays
The scintillating, cerulean haze
Accents
caught in the web like Peter Parker
you'll see the mark of the reaper is even darker
than the heart of a black -hole that's unchartered
swallowing bright
yo be loadin trips and sowin
Ya knowin, throw a fancy hover in the drowin
It's kinda pleasin a ray, so baby sit, no thank you heasin
Sneazin, now what
fish ain't that a bitch, like Ray J I gotta run which
Look at the place I'm in, I never fuck superhead Kim Kardashian
It's a disgrace to yourself, dogg
Sky High on you niggaz
Yeah I'm from Compton
Stop askin' me if I still live in the hood, nigga
I'm a motherfuckin' millionaire, I had to move, nigga
[Intro:]
Yeah, On behalf of Chamillitary Entertainment
I'd like to extent my deepest apologies
To anyone who feels they are offended by
bitches only
I got my real niggas here by my side, only

I never fucked Nicki cause she got a man
But when that's over then I'm the first in line
Still slanging that P-I, E what I bring by
Me 50 cal, pretty desert up my sleeve, I
Still hugging that corner so tight it can't breath, I
Can't let it
Sky High on you niggaz
Yeah I'm from Compton
Stop askin' me if I still live in the hood, nigga
I'm a motherfuckin' millionaire, I had to move, nigga
like

It's the elephant in the room
Created by a collision of the sun and the moon
My sonogram was an image of a gun in the womb
That was soon to be
easily
Oh, my, can't deny
This funk starts high in the sky
I'm 'bout to get my groove on
Uhh, I'm 'bout to bust a move on 'em
Uhh, there's no-thing
easily
Oh, my, can't deny
This funk starts high in the sky
I'm 'bout to get my groove on
Uhh, I'm 'bout to bust a move on 'em
Uhh, there's no-thing
domes
Flint is clossin in on me
But still I'm not friendly 
The trama in my life
Through different phases, it sends me
I grew up as a shorty knowin broke