Lyrics:
will make your nose grow like pinnochio
Since I was only 15 I had to listen
To what was said for my parent was a christian
I went to school and saw all
Eyes wide shut but they know
Buried alive by the lies in their soul
Their stride of a blind man's stroll
Well for whom does the next bell toll
I'm
(What the fuck are you talking bout my guy?)
What if, what if, what if, what if (Okay, um)
I'm somethin else, what if, what if
(I kept a low profile for
at superstition
Media became television Give me Cagney anyday
Or Jimmy Stewart for President
Or Edward 'G' and all those guys
Who always shoot between
by the fours
so in other words, nah man, skip the explanation
see that what the rewind's for, so be patient
'cause this is the direction that my pen
Hey He who come to God must know that He is and He's a Rewarder of those diligently seek Him
We know You are a Rewarder
Of those who diligently
Seek
to her I said hello
She said: "Hey, you're kind of cute" I said: "Yes, I know, but...
By the way, sweetheart, what's your name?"
She said: "My friends
got a message that ain't for the the weak
You know what G, imma just let them guys speak
Talk your talk boi
And you
Dear Brother's and Sisters are
are you on about?
Blud, what are you on about?
What are you on about?
Blud, fuck are you on about?
Some man are so busy forcing an image
Wanna act like
for the brink
What's gonna happen now? In all of our cities?
My people are rising; they're living in lies
Even if they have to die
Even if they have
the raps
I'm a nice guy
Type of dude to keep the password off the WiFi
Wave howdy-do to the neighbors as I drive by
When they tell me I'm the shit, I tell
maybe, I’d be happy for a while
But quarantine it made me shiver
‘Cause House of Pies it don’t deliver
No pie on the doorstep
What if there’s no more left?
on by this big tall guy
I saw her tell him in no uncertain terms
Get outta my face or you gonna get burned
He walked off like a hang-dog, tail between his
to south alive
I looked back up at the youth
He took out a knife and was surrounded by
What could've been ten or a thousand guys either way
We're out
Gr-Zillz)
I always knew I was gon' make it
Yeah, listen, man
But you never know what you gon' go through
Yeah, my nigga, we got this shit
I'm glad to be here!
what to do
She had no man no money and no clue
Now the other guy came back from tourin'
And she called him up early one mornin'
They hooked up her
and wars for all of those guys
Mean profit, laboratory mice
Vote for them, hoping for better life,
Crowd’s memory is short as Plies,
Sheep put wolves
know where he’s at
This ting been spinning for years
But fear made nuff of these man touch rap
Jump rope
What they got me playing right here
Ima leap in,
those pants he bought on sale
Boys all ask him why, aren't you a guy
He laughs with a twinkle in his eye
Says "are you liking what you see?" (Hot damn!)
If you're here for a fright then you're in the wrong place
I'm a guy selling meats at affordable rates
Every night on Halloween I sell my meats by
can perhaps remember - even if only for a time - that those who live with us are our brothers; that they share with us the same short moment of life;
make me slap you
Look, like, wait till I catch you
Look, man are like "that's that black yout"
Went Jools Holland in my tracksuit
Rep for the scene like
leavin' my friend group
Smokin', drinkin' with them dudes
Oh no, we are not ready for that
We got pizza by the slice, big ol' shoutout to "Frank's"
man "Ask Carlos"
Now they ask how much man's car cost
Drive-by ting
Aim for your head and convert 'em with your hard-top
Your leg's sick, your heart
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