Lyrics:
can do it by himself, don't need no ones help. No one
Who you know
Whos got my back where the real ones at? Show Love
Who you know
Who can hold me down,
was then, this is now
Got better things to worry about
Now all we wanna do is make sound
Where are we going in this world
We should know better by now
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,
The signal's comin' in and out
I hear it clear and loud, loud and clear
Fight with my demons, I battle all my fears
Shit, dawg, is this really it
I guess it all
C'mon everybody, let's do it!!!
I've been through all them changes a lotta stuff came down
I dealt with all the issues (be careful)
You might say
on my arm is off limits to challengers
You hold the rusty swords I swing the Excalibur
How dare you step up in my dimension
Your little ass should be
the shelter we've found (Earth Day, Earth Day, every day is Earth day)
In each other safe and sound (Earth Day)
Be the change go all the way (Earth Day, Earth
the shelter we've found (Earth Day, Earth Day, every day is Earth day)
In each other safe and sound (Earth Day)
Be the change go all the way (Earth Day, Earth
It's me comin' at ya with another beat
I'm gonna roast you like a barbecue cuz you can't take the heat
All I need is a topic cuz my rap skills are
seein' nothin', all the problems I'ma keep 'em comin
Whip my ride, get my key, and just drive til I'm free
Til I'm gone, change my name, change my life,
even bother, and no I won't approach her
Away where I walk, don't wanna talk
Told her tell my poster
I'm stackin' chips by my lonely
All of these niggas
of people inspired by rappers
Who do give a shit about the game we livin' in
Shit is ridiculous I have to say this
It should be common sense, I hope these
become a fool
'Cause I listen to the mule
How can I change when my mind
Is a friend of a Lucifer hid in the ground
Just another slave for the mule
When you hear that, that's the sound of the police
Whoop, whoop, uh, don't get handcuffed by the beast
When you hear that, that means the cops is
When you hear that, that's the sound of the police
Whoop, whoop, uh, don't get handcuffed by the beast
When you hear that, that means the cops is
dough
Well it's the first of the month my nigga so you know what it is
Let's get down to the block and get that handlin' this biz
Call the dealers
bitch is in the front seat laughin like its a joke
And I look and see 'em comin ,walkin
They got their axes and their talkin to every man and maybe it was
down
Hold up
Wait for the sound
Often it’s all in your head
Be honest and all in
And open to new things
I’m comin’ down
Stuck on the ground
I’m lost in
in
Monte Carlo with the tint
That’d be alright
Drive by
Ride solo in the night
Henny remi on the side
They hold me tight
Oh this is lyrical
Talkin
prison I’ve lived in clearly was not mine.
~I am hanging from the thread of golden light that holds together the blackness within my soul.~
~ Free will is
'cause they comin' out New York
I ain't get a call from you when my mom was in the morgue
Or a nigga needed money, so how the fuck is you my dog?
Got
down that’s been keeping there patience
Oh your riding with me? Well I'm writing until I’m famous
I could change this everyone’s is always doing the same
ain't braggin'
I'm just tellin' you what it is like, I'm ballin
Know'm talkin' bout? What up ?
I see you on the beat mo' betta
I'm comin' down,
and celly's
Us dollar, ain't worth what it's printed on,
Backed by the pentagon, sounds like babylon,
So I babble on, some of us stuck
In them
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