Lyrics:
of my siblings was taken by older brother
While you doin chores, dont peek behind barricaded doors
Next childhood stolen was yours
Papa sittin blindfully
sir cos you want it to
It shoots you sir cos you need it to
The revolution will be televised
But live on Fox at Five and sanitised by Murdoch's lies
the time
I know I'm not wrong, I just ain't right in someone else's mind
And I will carry this weight till I die
This body's a bag that collects every
Everything from wife swappin', drug rings, to practicin' voodoo
Grab your hat, get in line
Hurry up, don't waste no time
Step on up, right this way, if
is all the same old phrases
I've seen the pain gone away with medication
and dirty syringes in dirty stair cases
I've seen lives slaughtered by
Ain't comin with no cape on
And you won't know what hunger feels like
Until your plate's gone
I'm livin in a whole generation of atheists
Just cause it's
that's focused on you
[Skeemo]
Check this out right here..
Maaan... I put the guns down we can do it with the fists
I ain't the barber shop I can still
still gonna pray
It is by grace (that I live)
I can't replace (what God gives)
I'm still gonna pray when things are good
And when things don't go
See this was my cell therapy, bars within bars/
Syllable crafting till perfected and the flow got no flaws//
Disperse verbals ricocheting syllables
of action to get up out this broke life
Not here to give compassion I'm tryna help you live right
I give my heart and soul and I hope that gives you light
But
And make it mine
Worth a try
Every night
Trynna fight it
Make it right
All my dreams
You despise
Imma catch u
By surprise
Wait
A minute
You dont
Get a
Say in
don't care what no one says
Am I good it all depends
Said I'm a maniac I guess
And I'll never give a fuck
And Ill never give a fuck
Live it up
I'm more
see where the boss at
crafty, we gone cut the cake with no hassel, take the pic right, it's goin down tonight
ligths on the candles, someone with
by!
Eat my bitter-sweet dust,
Hear my roaring fuel thrust!
Ain't no way you ever gettin' by!
One way, my way.
Your way, don't even try!
All in
classified by how much you've got
The homeless men and women - AIN'T GOT A POT TO PISS IN
Go preach somewhere else - We'll fight for ourselves.
Big words,
bumbaclot
Better listen with them ears that Dumbo got
Something live straight out the gumbo pot
No pot to piss in, still brought the hotness
S-s-s-sizzlin
foundation me and mines is standin' on
Bringin' it live with no disguise or camoflauge
Dropped "The Yo-Yo" and stopped niggaz from puttin' sandles on
We
of ?:
'I like to start off by saying that prison is truly a living hell
It is a place where love and compassion are looked upon as weaknesses
to get through the tough times
Press rewind and go back to early days
And I would do it all the same way
Keep my babies, yeah I struggled
But God ain't
takes to die
[O.C.]
Parked the Rover post outside the trunk, no idea
these the same kids from last year
I'm indecisive 'bout the baseball cats pulled
told, like how deep is my soul
Like how much can it hold. Will I ever let go?
Is it possible for me to just grow?
Live with no regrets and promise
Have you heard the news, I
Ain't caught the latest, no
Don't get ahead of yourself
You know how things stay sometimes
(Stay sometimes)
So don't go
I'm the youngest nigga here, living here can I enjoy this? Please? (In peace)
I keep my dreadlocks messy and long 'cause I live so lawless, ooh (like
for a while
I can live
On that light
Disgusted by yearning, it ain't right
No
I won't cry
No more
Don't get carried away
Don't get carried away
Swear I
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