Lyrics:
The craze for pleasure
Steadily grows;
Cocktails and laughter,
But what comes after?
Nobody knows!
You're weaving love into a mad jazz pattern,
Ruled by
(tryin' to live)
Can't get a break down here (can't seem to get a break down here)
Another black man killed by police again
Another child with a father
Everybody wants to be her man
Everybody knows her name
And every single time that she walks by
Everybody just falls back lame
Everybody wants
it figured out
But wasn't nobody teaching me
I had to go and teach myself
I gotta break the curse on wealth
I gotta do it by myself
I don't know if you
I know you got me when nobody else got me I know you rockin' when nobody else rockin
Can't nobody hold me down like you, Mama and I just wanna say I
problem child
Problem ta the devil and his child meow
Any my daughter Psalm a child of God
Ooh and my wifey ga be by my side yea
Ima bring her out no need
Loyalty
Its the codes of the streets
The words we live by & die by
U noe the way we survive this life out here
Its no other way
The only way
Is to be
Then pyre, a trial by fire
They're liars like we don't pyres
The letter to a mother from across the sea
The son in a box buried beneath
For whom the bell
...Shit ain't been the same
Nigga time passed by...
Nigga time passed
By shit ain't been the same
Tryna get a nigga paid
All I wanna do is get that
of em ken to me
Use to post up cuz that was the remedy
Now I’m cool niggas wanna say shit to me
But nobody can ever say shit to me
Cuz nobody ain’t never
on
I'll tell you what's going on
Nelly:
What's going on 'cross the seas?
Every minute a child dies by this disease
In record numbers, indeed
Got mommas
gon' kill
They have to learn that hurtin' people here is not the way now
I had to learn my ways poisonin' my child
Twelve bodies and one child dead,
goin' on-uh
[Nelly]
What's going on 'cross seas
Every minute a child dies by this disease
In record numbers indeed
Got momma's crying out please
My baby
that's a child could only conspire
It felt like, the world got wile every time
As their age went passing by
La di di goodbye to those lullabies
Well nobody
Turn the beat up a little bit more in here, Bengineer, please!
I guess I'm doing this one by myself
If you can't just be good with being by
by a
Person that I thought I trusted, where I live
It's a war at the cribs, walk with a strap
Myself 'cause I don't want nobody's son on my back
My
A child of the king
Don't have to prove anything
Cause Jesus set me free
Now I'm royalty
I’m royalty
Created in Your image
Bought with a price
Sealed by
revelations every time they see me break
And don't nobody see the pain, can you see what's going on
I always say I'm okay when anybody asks what's wrong
It's
genius
Nobody would've guessed it
Spending hours using our imagination
Or the ice cream truck that came by
A calling to all kids to come and get some. We'd
Alright, okay
Alright, we'll make it funky for you now
I'm a child of the, The 87
From the streets, get on a beat and go
I could break it down
Billy oaked her up and grapped the chick by the hair
and dragged her into a lobby that had nobody there
she struggled hard but they forced her to go up
(the people) now what you gonna do
Everybody stand up nobody move
It's a moment (a moment) that we all really need
Finally awake we've been living in
pollinated by the "Be"
Pac called it the rose that rose from concrete
How do you define divine that finds street?
"Hip bop," the color of my leaves
Not
from the shadows by the light of the moon
We the night breed, walking amongst the dead
Nobody can figure out what's going on inside of our head
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