Lyrics:
Charles we missing you
We feel your presence just not in the physical
All across the world, blocks is miserable
Y'all left a void it's a lot of little yous
Because in this room, on this day
The Good Lord has giveth, and taketh away, huh!
The gift of life really means a lot
And in the ghetto your life is
I'm fine and that's fine by me
Yeah, I've seen a lot and I'm young
Know the cops still in love
And the money, it be times by three
A little bit
and the last thing you want to do is take a picture
But seriously, my little girl loves you
She's always singing, 'I'm gonna pop some tags'
I'm not kidding,
I am changing as the weather, I’m a selfish little man.
I prop myself up on a feather, so I tend to move while standing still.
Oh, as time goes by
can make that non-stop flight.
We can do a lots of spooning and lovin' by the starlight, oh baby.
We can save a lots of money, and build that bungalow
that lottery, I hit it
I'd like to kinda make up for
A lot of things that just seemed not to go right
Don't want you to think I'm tryin' to buy back
Because in this room, on this day
The Good Lord has giveth, and taketh away, huh!
The gift of life really means a lot
And in the ghetto your life is
why you got to keep
The game on the shelf and by all means
Look out for your legitimate work
So let me put you up on the scoop
Because suckers like
I don't need nobody. You don't need nobody
We don't need nobody. We can do this on our own
That don't mean we gotta. It's just a little harder
I
the monster out the cage for new excitement
A bag of bars, we gettin' tired of my conceited raps
I'm hearin' Merkules' name a lot, I needed that
Except for
What? What? What?
[Will Smith]
Here come the butter baby
Bringing it smooth and hot
Got the staff from K-B
Singing this groove a lot
So I got my spiral
know a God- God damn thing about me
What you mean you been hearing things?
Give them the middle fing
Don't let no one in got my team we set
Got my Queen
never be slayed or confined to a grave
Math key fade
What that means you were played
My exit was in the first Act
Covered up by authorities
Beguiled
a lot to me but you won’t be the boss of me
Values
Don’t mean a thing when they vanish
Too bad I wasn’t more damaged
I would be all yours forever
Who
Word up, we all over the stage man
Travel by train, bus, boat, car, or airplane
I do my do, do my thing
I gotta feed my family by all means necessary
sovereignty back
What does that actually mean
In practical terms what do you mean
Well the country's ours again and we can
Have a say-a lot more say- a lot more
And you can get the fickity-finger, the middle
You little dizzy bitch, eatin' spaghetti again
Got a 6 o'clock craving, stop, get Ciroc
It's 'bout to be
supposed to mean?
Weakness: Well... you helped me make it.
Bruce Lee strong with that young stoner posture
Scrawny little muscles like all he eat was pasta
the same
That's why he could borrow money from the bank just by signin' his name
The first thing I remember learnin' from dad was the meaning of honesty
He
though
Her vulnerability hasn’t always been easy to
Come by "I was scared
When I was younger to talk about
Certain topics because there are
A lot of people
and my hands keep shaking
Say something, you shy motherfucker, she's waiting,
"Wassup girl, don't mean to interrupt
But in the city I done met a lot
So much, so much, so much
Quarter million, little nigga, I was nineteen
Had my hustle down pat, I did the right thing
They don't move that fast,
of y'all claim that you real, gon' show up fake
But that shit don't mean a thing
'Cause I'll still be on my grind
And stackin' all of this change
I got
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