Lyrics:
the sky and
Our feet leave the dirt
Let's go ahead and represent tha Church
Wake up in the morning
And I hit my knees early
Face to the floor, thinking I'm
with the mic??? in their hand???
Digital Underground ??? ???Humpty Dance???
- ???The Humpty Dance is your chance to do the hump/Oh, do me baby/ Do
in the system like Tati did
Look I could go ahead and try to tell you my life story
It wouldn't mean to much
So go ahead and find your glory
Seems like
have I learned?
Surrounded by nothing but snakes and worms
What have I learned?
It don't matter when nobody take it, they is a concern
See the good in
this is my city like Wesley Snipes
Go fly a kite or somethin', make some muffins
I came up bad in the town like Charles Bronson
Knobs at your speaker
I'm standing in the choir
Thinking bout a time to sin
While all the pastors preaching high
Thinking bout a lot of money
That is sitting in my fire
Right Hand Man
Let me use your toothbrush
Have you got a clean shirt?
My panties in a wad
At the bottom of my purse
I walk into the street
The air's so
life
In my first semester in high school
That's why at school I did it big
Humpty Hump nose done lie
In school you got punched and
Got your lunch stole
I
Get drunk 'til you don't know pain
Reminisce with your old friends by old
Times in the old days
Old flames all burnt out like
A barbecue with no propane
bent
I lost count, who knows what I spent
I recall nine cleavage
Bitches stepping on my nice sneakers
One hand in the sky, the other hand was on her
is beyond, in fact most cats can agree on
'Cause we on the same frequency, if not
Change your dial and get on it, I flip on this here beat
Then
They know bout the ends C Block what I'm repping
Gave your gyal backshots dig her with D make a bitch g lock in forty five seconds
All they talk is smoke
that tonight was Ladie's Night
I would've stopped and swabbed my balls with the baby whipe
In the van, Hold your sorry little life in my hand
Watch me
to smoking blunts to the head
My nerves is shot, my patience is short, I dump in your head
I'm the hardest nigga out you outta know it by now
I'm the nigga
[Mr. Niko]
When I Thought All Hopes Were Gone
You Just Came Into My Life
My Dear Son
In Your Smile I Have Found
All That I Was Looking For
My Dear
played against each other like puppets, swearing you got pull
When the only pull you got is the wool over your eyes
Getting knowledge in jail like
Yes, the wedding bells are ringing and the choir is beginning to sing
What looks good in the day, at night is another thing
She's looking into my eyes,
Hollow, I'm so fucking hollow
I'm carved out by this life
The people telling me to follow them
Believe in them (And my)
Sorrow left a long time ago
In the center of the darkness
There is plenty of light
Salvation is the target
For freedom, you paid with your life
What were you hoping to find?
By
If only we can lay our hands
On that vixen Yu Shin Hua
Then all our problems will be over
Yu Shin Hua
You thought you'd find my weak spot
But
they pointin dimes out
It ain't hard, straight up and down, you get your deck pulled
My hand is full, of fake niggaz I position
Expensive intuition
is back in action, BIA
JKT is in effect, now they finna see our name
Boys are blessed like presence in a tabernacle, be my flame
Pockets seeing change,
Dogg is a G
Ask P. Diddy, Lil' Cease, and Queen B.
Eatin up at Justin's you seen me, rappin
Stackin my weapon in the limo
And 15 niggas tryin to hand
Yeah its your boy Browny one time
Mc9jajajajaja
(Uhn!)
Mehn am done with this
If I cough on this
you will see my voltage that am high on this
Life is
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