Lyrics:
to take the gilt
Off the gingerbread,
And certainly damps the fun
Of the eldest son-
But still we won't be beaten,
We'll scrimp and scrape and save,
to take the gilt
Off the gingerbread,
And certainly damps the fun
Of the eldest son-
But still we won't be beaten,
We'll scrimp and scrape and save,
Check it out, 1996
Bitches still sucking on dicks
Hoes just, tripping man
Choosing they men by what kinda cars they drive
What kinda keys you
the golden days
I still those times we'd laugh
The times we cried
The times we'd fight
Still remember
Those times we'd fight
We'd fight
I remember walking
fakin' when we spittin', better get real pimpin'
'Cause we still will ****, you just better chill pimpin'
Get it, how he used to live and keep on fakin'
We've come this far by faith
Pick up your pace and don't you be late
I'm hear to tell ya about the good news
Somethin' about the path that we
We've come this far by faith
Pick up your pace and don't you be late
I'm hear to tell ya about the good news
Somethin' about the path that we
perplexed I'm
Surrounded by their evil eye
All alone all on my own
I still find a reason why to fight the good fight where I roam
Surrounded by their evil eye
are fokking pouring into passenger planes
What happened to all the cool rappers from back in the day?
Now all these rappers sound exactly the same
It's
to be black, whether a man or girl
We still strugglin', in this white man's world
[Chorus]
We must fight, for brother Mumia
We must fight, for
Yeah, it's about that time, yeah
Time ta take off partna, alright
Hustle Gang, uh huh, G-D-O-G
Get your doe or die partna
Yup, let's go
Still
the centuries through storm and strife in peace and in war we've come so far. But we still have far to go.
We'll press forward with speed and urgency for we have
Baby girl aint no slackin
You work a 9-5
Shawty so do i
Im gone still find the time
Mama we gone slide
Wont you hop in
Pretty passenger
When she
my time in fire
To find my strength but still I end up tired
Blocking out the voice that told me to go higher
Blinded by desire of the wrong way
I
the first nigga on the passenger side
But when I had to walk for mine you was passing me by
Now you got your thumb out but I ain't passing you by
Cause when
it)
I fucked that bitch on the passenger (One hundred)
I gave that junky a blast (One hundred)
I sell that dope to your mama, though (Your mama)
Hot
the life that you dream
But you got no one there in your passenger seat
We're only growing older in days
But alone is no life with no flowers engraved
I've got a fish on the line
But there won't be a feast
We've got too much in common
And he shall be released
I've seen day turn to night
And watched
passenger, nigga (let's go)
You scared? Then go see a pastor, lil' nigga
Movie scene, bitch, we 'bout action, lil' nigga (doot, doot, doot)
You know how we
Sit here by my side
In my passenger seat
You put your hand in mine
That's right where we should be
We parked up at your place
Watch the sun fall
mourn falling stars
They still living all hard (We still here)
Now of course this was
Inspired by 2Pac Shakur
Eazy-E, still here (still here)
My man
wondering in your passenger seat, will you still drive me to your place?
Is there still such thing as you and me?
So when will you come pick me up
We'll be laughing if we make it out
We're all passengers
Seeking overtures
Never satisfied
Marching side by side
Into the tide
Never terrified
To live,
up spite
Siren lights
New Jack Philly not Wesley Snipes
Mental fight, know I'm right
God paid the price
Northwest souljas seein' the light
We still
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