Lyrics:
in prison anymore
We were taught to shoot our rifles
Men and women side by side
Thought we'd be met as liberators
In a thousand-year-old fight
I
was called Murphy’s
I was so in shock couldn’t up and leave
I got ya number we chopped it up
Then less than 24 went by
I was at work on my grind
Then
to look
but I thought what the heck a little peek can't hurt
but she made me miss the sign that said men at work
I screamed out loud as I crashed through
to speak, what a shame
Dang, we leave no remains (leave no remains)
Live what you claim (live what you claim)
No turning back (no turning back)
We kin
Okay a little less swag
And a lot more flow
Bitches ain't nothing
When you got that dough
Ima sign contract with a lot of o's
Won't sell my soul
(Intro - Whispered)
It's that type of thing right here
Yeah
Vacant Lot dumb niggas!
Make it hot dumb niggas!
Made Men dumb niggas!
No matter what
by writing rhymes
Music will beat longer than my heart
Plunge in my soul through my eyes
The world waits for vital signs
Don’t sleep wake up and dream
(Ahahahaha, wow)
Wow, another fucking war
I am not even surprised anymore by the state of affairs
I feel like nobody cares that there are people
the man of your dreams
My plan and scheme's to be rich like a king
And live my life trouble free, I see
Yesterday I called you names and
Played games
complacent by the day
No time to talk work around the clock
Man it’s like i'm sleep walking sleep walking hey
Moving up everyday cant you tell
Can’t stop until
have control of your life, or be a slave
Show me a sign, a pig ain't no homey of mine
They own me what's mine, I show you if you loan me your nine
I'm
sign your name here yeah we'll do it all for you
All of the hard work
(Yeah all da' hard work and shit)
Buidling up your brand, your name
And destroying
so blind
Black or white, come and read you the sign
Diggin' down deep for the bleeding kind
Blinded by color, slight of hand for the eyes
know
Live it up now, go high, all the days go by, I'mma waste no time!
You already know
I just wanna wake up, I just wanna make it work
Dreaming
You
of victory was heavily a price
The war ended, 3 million men was in strike
There's no peace in a world of capitalism
Nazi eugenics economic rationalism
[Notorious B.I.G.]
Today's agenda, got the suitcase up in the Sentra
Go to room 112, tell 'em Blanco sent ya
Feel the strangest, if no money
stronger than 25 men
Working hard but I'm seeing no end
Shark teeth and I'm showing my fin
Run and they sprint
Lied one time but I had to repent
Owned up
no substance
In the shape of men
Round and down and sideways they go
Adrift without direction
Eyes that hold despair
Then as one they sign
To see the world for what it is
A bunch of big kids that just exist
And never actually live It's dis-
heartening that all we do is work to pay to live
But
To see the world for what it is
A bunch of big kids that just exist
And never actually live It's dis-
Heartening that all we do is work to pay to live
But
for what it is
A bunch of big kids that just exist
And never actually live It's dis-
Heartening that all we do is work to pay to live
But give
To see the world for what it is
A bunch of big kids that just exist
And never actually live It's dis-
Heartening that all we do is work to pay to live
But
To see the world for what it is
A bunch of big kids that just exist
And never actually live It's dis-
Heartening that all we do is work to pay to live
But
To see the world for what it is
A bunch of big kids that just exist
And never actually live It's dis-
Heartening that all we do is work to pay to live
But
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