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a flask of scotch
My first evaluation came
Remarkably they sang my praise
“Keep up the pace, you could see a raise in pay”

This seemed like a good
know I'll over come

If I lose my strength
If I'm hanging by a thread
If I'm going under
I raise up

Just like a river flowing
I bend but never broken
In
drive from me to you south on I-95 and on do it till the day that I die if I need to, just to see you, just to see you 

Hip hop staions fading in and out
fought niggaz in the industry and kept it cool
You ain't see me running my mouth in no interviews
And you fools on them DVD's waving tools
No that ain't
to strut my cool
'Cause mama didn't raise no fool

[Chorus]
Mama didn't raise no fool
Well my mama didn't raise no fool
You can't tell me what to do
Straight to video
And the pool side news
Was that he would be
Launching you

[Chorus:]
Into every young man's
Bedroom - you gave it up
On Dvd
All delighted people raise their hands

And I took you by the sleeve
No other reason than to be your leading man
And you woke up with a fright
Our
so glad that I believe that God has plans for me
Mama told me it will happen, you'll see
Yeah, yeah

Time for you to raise up
Time for you to get
uh-uhn
And their teasin' me with these 23's and these dvds in their ride
And they pass me by-by-by-by-by-by
And have the nerve to wonder why
And their teasin' me with these 23's and these dvds in their ride
And they pass me by-by-by-by-by-by
And have the nerve to wonder why/Chorus: I be robbin'
fuck you up, young buck
Bust you in your head, leave your body by the dump truck
Revolution got me pumped up
But it's still a fact black people still
I wanted to end up with more now
I should have just stayed in bed like I know how

So I failed on the DVD
But I still had to get the money
Tell
fuck you up, young buck
Bust you in your head, leave your body by the dump truck
Revolution got me pumped up
But it's still a fact black people still
you what I know

Grab your partner by the collar
Bribe the barman with a dollar
Just ignite that mighty holler
Lead me to the trough
Till the light goes
now without doubt you will answer to me

Gentlemen and assassins and ladies of the night
I call upon you this evening in the hope of shedding new
white snow
Would you please put down that telephone
We're under fifteen feet of pure white snow

I waved to my neighbor
My neighbor waved to me
But
fifty
Can't you tell by my cut why I'm pimpin'
And if I hit one time she's limpin'
And if he trick one dime he's simpin'
'Cause we don't do it like
And their teasin' me with these 23's and these dvds in their ride
And they pass me by-by-by-by-by-by
And have the nerve to wonder why/Chorus: I be robbin'
on the planet
Had a body hotter than a habanjero
She had lips like a ripe pomegranate

And I was crazy like Manson about her
She got me all choked up like Mama
heart is free, no chains on me
God, You raise me up, up from the grave
The cross before, I'm on my way
My heart is free, no chains on me

Now is the time
gonna break up. 
Just so you know, I'm not takin' this so well, now that I'm alone I've had time to:
(Chorus)Cuss you out in Japanese, organize my DVDs
there anybody here who feels this low? 
Under fifteen feet of pure white snow 
 
Raise your hands up to the sky 
Raise your hands up to the sky
good,
Hittin switches while I'm throwin up the hood.
I never play the radio,
I buy underground from the mom-n-pappa sto'.
I cruise late night by
the man they think I am at home
Oh no no no I'm a rocket man
Rocket man burning out his fuse up here alone

Mars ain't the kind of place to raise your
the man they think I am at home
Oh no no no I'm a rocket man
Rocket man burning out his fuse up here alone

Mars ain't the kind of place to raise your