Lyrics:
little fear of ghost routes/ never catch a ouji board in my house / I don't have the bravery of Tyler perry / I could never wear a dress, on the contrary,
dogs?.humping dogs?stickin? that thing in any crack that passes by??..
Dirt falling in my mind, ..dirt gets stuck in my mouth, dirt gets stuck in my eyes?
Seeing
crippled by the manacles of segregation and the chains of discrimination. One hundred years later, the Negro lives on a lonely island of poverty in the midst
never cooks
no time write my book
and in the end I ain’t got nothin’ at all
Time Waits For No One
a year goes by in the wink of an eye
Time Waits For No
with my
Homework all by herself
Alone in a strange country i
Can't imagine how frustrating
It must have been for her to have
Worked her whole life in
Don't be fooled by the rocks that I got
I'm still, I'm still Jenny from the block
Used to have a little, now I have a lot
No matter where I go, I know
of minors, shoot-outs in front of local spots
Even TV's takin photo shots, we in the third world
I'll give my life before my word fail
I'll give my life
Welcome to The Lucky 38
Glad you could make the trip
The crowning jewel in the oasis
Of the Vegas Strip i'm Robert Edwin House
The founder of this
was my next house
See this house
This my God Momma house
Rest In Peace Godma
She raised me when my Momma had to fight with DSS over keeping me
See
bonds men
I'm constant, on that paper chase
Blow zip codes from bricks to 8-1-8
Doc serve til you lickin' the plate
Battle royal, in the ring smoking like
driving to my house
I got bad reception
I could quit rap and just trap
I got mad connections
The men in my gang mean
They got mad aggression
I done seen
the man that I am?
A god among men, only without the tan
It's simple, every time I have to make a choice
I just listen to my little inner voice, and he says
Went from a little to a lot this year
Everybody mad at the rocks that I wear
I know where I'm goin' and I know where I'm from
You hear LOX in your
that track
In the four
And it ain’t no stopping the show
LA metropolis so
There just ain’t no stoppin’ when I hit that
Bomb head in my car
Got that bomb
height
A gleaming flicker
In stellar steams
Alike the lighthouse
Deep in my dreams
Why is there not a soul which tears away the shackles of my blight
house, nigga! (House, nigga)
What kind of world is we livin' in?
Where every girl showin' titties
To the world, getting views by the millions
8 niggas
house, nigga! (House, nigga)
What kind of world is we livin' in?
Where every girl showin' titties
To the world, getting views by the millions
8 niggas
a stranger in a strange, strange land
The men are gonna come while you're fast asleep
So you better just stay close and hold on to me
If my little mocking
still wonder why the system is winnin'
What would you do if you were always winnin'
I'd by my mom a house and a nice blouse
Send her around the world
and bashed
You got my moves in your brain, but there's no thought faster than action
Hands are a little bit strange
Doesn't mean you can't catch em
Another
choose an axe (yes)
The carnival's in town, come and get your piggy snacks
The second little piggy, his house is made of brick
And this little piggy
doctorin' the house
Doctorin', doctorin'
Oh, my goodness
You'll see the plastic men are coming
They're coming
Plastic man, plastic man
10
Ten little toes by golly
There is a little mouse
She lives in my house
She has a little nose
And some little toes
There is a little mouse named
money in my shoebox
I'm the man of the house and my shows sold out
Like the brudda from the Boondocks
Beats 1 in my boombox
Still steal meat from
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