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[Featuring Mac] 

[Master P] 

Dear Mr. President i live in the hood 

Where people live bad 

But say its all good 

And my homies
the President
And I sidled up him to listen to what he was tellin' and he said
Mrs Lucretia Garfield was always at his side
In the heat of the day fannin' him
Mr President, you don't know my name, 
 But you could find it if you really cared, 
 Because I pay my taxes and I pay my dues, 
 All I ask for in
but we can't take a chance on
Gettin caught 
So we stick to a plan coz 
We both got another and they wouldn't understand it 
Me and Mrs Jones have
back up to this soldier boy and I said
"Soldier boy, is he, is Mr Garfield?" and he said, "Yeah, he's gone"

Gonna lay him by that cold lonesome branch
take a chance on
Gettin' caught, so we stick to a plan
'Cause we both got another and they wouldn't understand it

Me and Mrs. Jones got a thing going
away too long

Rode from town to town holdin' up for our rights
Some low down rascal took the President's life
But he's gone home, gone back home
He's
The year 1963
The people's president
Was taken away by security men
All dressed in a uniform
The brutality, brutality
Oh no, my, my black
to lock up my hommies for...... trippin?

mr President
I ain't hesitant
I fly this kite up on behalf of...... and my resident
blue collar taxpayers
together for Mr. Rock n Roll

Save me
Love me till the day I die take me to the mountain high
Baby
Guide me through the great divide and lay me by
by the ocean side
So put your hands together for Mr. Rock n Roll

He said Hey Good Lookin’, What’s Going On
A whole lotta shakin’ and a simple song
this shit is hysterical
By my nephews and nieces I will email Jesus
Tell him forward to Moses and cc Allah
Mr. soul survivor does that make me
When I'm walking by the women say ' Who is that n****?'
I replied 'Hi,I am Gudda Gudda that n****'
I was raised in the home of da Cap Splitters
Whip
of your life is goin' up it ain't inflation
Incrimination, they got my picture at the station
Elimination, state to state we eatin' by this nation
Them
Open up yours eyes, Mr. Intentional
Stuck in a system, that seeks to suck your blood
Held emotionally hostage, by what everybody does
Counting all
enough to give this life away
'Cause you've been changed
The generous Mr. Lovewell loves today

It may be a simple, "How do you do?"
The king of thing
nothing really howdya like my tortured artist bit?

you're making a huge mistake mr. president
You're making a huge mistake mr. policeman
You're making
happened to San Fran young girl hit by policeman
Twelve shots up in her dome, damn
Niggas thought we slept but the architect sent
The Pentagon's from
what happened to San Fran young girl hit by policeman

Twelve shots up in her dome, damn
Niggaz thought we slept but the architect sent
for your country."

"They're standing up, waiting to see if Maris is going to hit number 61"

"Godspeed, John Glenn."

"Happy birthday, Mr
goes another
Mr Zero stands still, and Miss Someone don't bother

Yesterday's kiss will be cold by tomorrow
As campfires of midnight dissolve in
goes another
Mr Zero stands still, and Miss Someone don't bother

Yesterday's kiss will be cold by tomorrow
As campfires of midnight dissolve in
the ambiance, y'all n****z just rhyme
By the ounce dough accumulates like snow
We don't just shine, we illuminate the whole show; you feel me?
Factions from
the fuse

Mr. Pig Man, you are nothing
Nothing, sealed behind your badge
Always snorting out lies and deceits
Pawned away, pawned away to your boring society
Doggy Dogg
I'ma make these n****s put his name on the wall
And everywhere I go I got Mr. Magic here
Because I know that n**** don't care
He'll have