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from being a slave in your mind, you're very welcome
You tell me my song is more than a song, it's surely a blessing
But a prophet ain't a prophet till
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Start off like mama i love you
Your son was always in trouble
You know we came from the struggle
That taught me How to be humble
the (?) they don't know-oh
Whoo! I'm really thinking of changing my name to Krispy Kreme
I'm do-nuts nigga, let me tell you what I mean
I'm paper
you can bet the bank on me
'Cause can't nobody tell me what I ain't gonna be no more
You thinking I'ma fall, don't be so sure
I wish somebody made
too fast
I’m too fast
Too fast
Too fast
You can’t keep up with me
I love this shit
More than Martin need Gina
More than Kobe love Latinas
Do I even need
evidence for
If these things are what you mean by God
Then I believe in God but I
Don't believe in a personal
God to whom I look for comfort or for a
Natural
whose dat gun, nigga)
Pull up on ya and slide
(Nigga tell me whose dat gun)
If you call and show up cops
(Nigga tell me whose dat gun, gun)
[Verse 1:
from the jealous
Watch your man, even if you got to watch him take an L'ie
You still gotta stand by him like you Omelly
The white girl got you bugging
on first." Costello: "What are you asking me for?"
"Reports from the new Germany tell of horrors leading to the total extermination of the Jews of Europe."
lawyers claimed he had just stood his ground And no evidence showed the contrary
Trayvon Martin by then for more than a year Neath six feet of ground had
Fifty years! Hell naww, hell yeahhh, tryina tell ya'll
At this rate, niggas gon lose!
Can't search for water, or grow your own food!
Tell me what's gon'
nightmares how confusing
I can’t tell now vision lucid
I got love scars
Yeah the truths hurts
I put you first
What a user
Had a dream like Martin Luther
Now
platinum yet
You a little boy to me, nigga, I kiss you on your forehead
Then tell the bitch you planning' on marryin', "Gimme more head"
How can I take
said it, Martin said it
Marley said it, Ali said it
Garvey said it, Lumumba said it
I weren't there but I'm
Sure Dessalines said it
If you ain't found
a dream’s differed, tell me man did that dream just die
3HP we more than getting by
We the truth we never lie, Treble Makers in the sky
First in my class like
I’m already player one life’s shot by Spielberg
But homie tell me what hurts more
you’re married and regret it or alone at 34
I drink like stone cold,
beautiful Mexican wife as a matter of fact
I know you fucking with that
And I'm not scared of the people who tell me I should be
Do what you love and don't
wont u get out an vote
honestly hate is yah true Virtue
And it's nuffin yah could do to make this living hell great
One thing to improve would b by
Uh huh, alright one more, alright
One more
(If you see her)
(If you see her)
(If you see her) yeah, yeah
Tell her this for me tell her this for
a year to two years actually. By the
time you lot are listening to this, which is February, I mean as we know Can I Play With Madness was
released the 2nd
[Fatal Hussein]
I wake up sparkin' to get wild on the streets
Barkin' & playas drinkin' kegs til y'all niggas beg Martin
You labelled Paw nervous no
must love that car more than me'
A nigga i was wit chu before the cheese
So you need to work on your priorities
If she went wit 'Fabulous'
I bet that
If you see Stevie Wonder tell him I hear
If you hear Stevie Wonder tell him I see
I don't want no songs for plants
I want songs for me
I don't
priceless nigga
You understand me? Either you wit us, or you ain't wit us
Either you in the huddle or ya out da huddle
Either you ride or pass and fly by
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