Lyrics:
trial while in my intertube, Tour de Force
Tied so I am not the daddy
Had to move the club all by myself 'cause I ain't had no caddy, gladly
Didn't
the game so easy
Chicks barely dancing, glancing every chance they get
Like, oh shit, he's so handsome
Still in demand in the longest run standing
Kidnap
America
Real niggas stand if your fake I ain't hearin' ya
And I don't need you on my album to sell
My name rings bells, so take it to hell
This, is for
It's been a long time coming
Too long, too long
It's been in the making a quarter century
But it's here now, it's here now
If by time you hear this
KRS One is just the guy to lead a crew
Right up to your face and dis you
Everyone saw me on the last album cover
Holding a pistol
Something far
Monologue shit at the end of the album but...
In the light of all the shit me and my nigga done been through past in a couple of...
Man like I feel it's
transform conditions here
In Alabama
So I'm not worried this afternoon
However dark it may be (yes Lord!) However difficult it may be
I know that it is
***** was sent to get yo' *** from?
So numb, we ain't surprised by the gunplay
Learn the trap from granny, selling beer on Sundays
Take me out the south
ya' forget where yo' bitch was sent to get yo' coke from?
So numb, we ain't surprised by the gunplay
Learn the trap from granny, selling beer on Sundays
Imma leave how I came, by my lonely
Expanding my wealth to expand all my acres
Know people that's caught in a loop
It's screaming, it's aching
My heart
Ten number one albums in a row
Who better than me?
Only the Beatles nobody ahead of me
I crush Elvis in his blue suede shoes
Made the rolling stones
think my dad's gone crazy," yeah, Hailie, you right
Dad's always mad cooped up in the studio, yellin' at the mic
You're sober and bored, huh? (I know)
Definitely the oldest song on the album, it was originally recorded on our first album (1990), In Love With The Greenery, when we played under
I'm so clean
Truck sitting High
Looking at me
When I ride by
Smoke my weed
Light that fire
Like Afroman like colt 45
Want to live this life ,
Daddy and my brother said Dalo you on some other shit
Those words were like a knife to my chest
They fucking stuck it in
So fuck it then, So as the rain
All of the colours are brighter when you’re younger
The good times used to last a little longer in those summers
Times changed, things are moving so
it
You can't unscrew it, ladies wanna take it off
All they want is piece of mind so I break 'em off
I grab the game by the balls until I made it
Hop up
In the whip
Then it back to Alameda avenue
Ride thru the city
Cruise down the fifty four
Right around sixty
Tints on the dented door
Titties
In the cut
Feel it in her gut
Been a minute since she got a touch
I just chose to float right on this track
Just in case you thought I was only
tourin'
And stopped doing shows and just stayed here
And worked on this album in the garage of my place
So I could be close to my kids
I wear
put you in the right mind
Light shines on my spirit, you just getting side lined
NO 2 your album, something like a nitrite
Man I'm far too smart to go
girl
Cyhi
Okay I met this girl from Alabama
Out in Atlanta
She had more ass than I can handle
I said let's scramble, like Michael
Vick and Cam Newton,
but was keeping the biggest slice
Took a while to catch on, to what homey was doing
But by the time we did, all the paperwork was in ruins
Nigga kept
the paperwork was in ruins
Nigga kept all the receipts so we couldn't file taxes
The next thing you know, IRS hitting us with axes
Pimp you owe seven
.jpg/300px-The_Blind_Boys_of_Alabama_Cosmopolite_2018_(202624).jpg "The Original Five Blind Boys of Alabama")
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