Lyrics:
[Chorus - X3 w/ variations]
I'm just a prisoner, ohh noo
(I'm just)
[Verse 1]
Young man stepping off an uptown train
Ground still wet from the cold
I'm not impressed by the diamonds
Impressed by the Christmas gift I got from Bryan, yeah
I read my Bible and pray, yeah, I woke up on Mary-Jane
resorts to jargon
Scribbled like a suicide note
Like I'll stop
I show the beauty by a profile shot
Freeze, don't fret for the truth
Cause I'll pray till I
of a lovely, lovely day
And did you ever get the blues and think they'd never go away
And then your buy this big, fat who-da-dude who just stopped by to say
Serious times, real serious
Bible, fulfill, yuh zimmi?
Just beg Jah, guidance, yuh know?
Help we, yuh know?
Find all who lost, yuh know?
Guide di yutes
on your knife
Bring a gat if you like, just earn your stripes
When attacking the mic, sike, you can't get close
I kidnap bitch ass rappers and slash they
Speaking passionately
We lusted for our own tails
But now I'm older, hear our stories get
Retold by all my friends and shit
An honest recollection be like so
meet that man, I'll talk straight to his wife
And I'll say to her
"Ma'am, would you like to see these things that I'm selling?
They can't do a thing you
ya friends
I'm disappointed you thought this would be alright but again
It's up to me to set the tone just cuz I like to offend
You couldn't tell me
systems
Pump by four Jeeps
running like a convoy roll to the club
Kind of crowded
What a scene
pulling up with Jodeci
Blasting out the fifteen
So I
started praying
I had to move again and again and say goodbye to everyone
My dad and my friends was once again all up and gone
Brand new school by myself
handled a Jack Daniels with no cola
Now I'm twenty plus with an ulcer
Rehab didn't keep me clean didn't like who I was when I was sober
Fuck your AA
weather
Gon' take a hit like Mayweather
Won't say whether I'm high or I'm fly, I just play feather
Show me some love (love)
On a good trip and I hope
the
Thought of homosexual marriage
The Bible Belt, friendly smiles
And Christian steeples
And names like Bobby Sue
Williams and Belinda Peoples
This town is so
Quit hangin' with mike
And now you repay me
By tryin' to slay me
I want you to know
That you hit me too low
And that I can barely breathe
If I
that my little heart's diseased (Turn out the lights)
I believe in something
I like to think there are people just like me (When it's late at night)
I
the hunger back
So tell us why you lie on all hoes you ain't a Thunder Cat
You try to justify lying
And you gon find out how it feels to get punched by Mike
the hunger back
So tell us why you lie on all hoes you ain't a Thunder Cat
You try to justify lying
And you gon find out how it feels to get punched by Mike
roll my weed in a new leaf
(Don't do that) i really live the band life
Like that nigga poody
I'm blowing on the 35 this shit kinda fruity
Got on Mike
[mac]
Send this out to my nigga mike king and
All the 22nd gangsters in columbus ohio
From a o-g to a b-gee
Slow your roll niggas
Shell shocked
Check
solo Quest
I had to separate from the Tribe
Me and 9th relationship like Q-Tip and Phife's
Decisions come with karma
That's just part of the price
just say good game and tip your hat
Yeah my old man taught me that
He was the first one to work
And the last one home
Every Sunday at church
He was
systems
Pump by four Jeeps
running like a convoy roll to the club
Kind of crowded
What a scene
pulling up with Jodeci
Blasting out the fifteen
So I
a winner
It made me a winner (Yeah)
It made me a winner
It made me a winner
Yeah everybody wanna be just like Mike
And have they story on the big screen
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