Lyrics:
drove across the country for the girl I couldn't be
If I could travel back in time
I'd tell her cherish all the nights
When he wakes up by your side
It
and family
Sit down by the fireside light
Irene goodnight...
a fucking sigil to end you bitch (Oh God!)
Your prayers cannot be answered, cut off your circulation, I'm like cancer
Leave your family crying without any
To work smarter not harder
I'm full of light I'm walking ambition
Grew up surrounded by these so called Christians
Who turned their backs when a young man
us a house in the country side
Stay there together till our hair grow white
And if God allows it I want you to be
The last thing that I see before I
the east but still got country cousins
It's nothing, we from the west but still got cousins hustling
Down by the border, hanging on the Corner
That's right
strikes and oil fires From sea to rising sea
Hand of god reaching out Looking down on me
Warehouse crumbling by the tracks
And vines that climb the old
'round the country is our final mission
Death's a sacrifice we're God willin' to be given
Either sittin' in some prisons or our families will be missin'
every day and we chase hope
Cause they never gave us the right tools
To create growth
Because this country built by lower class
While the upper count
That Kasino shit. L.O.X. shit.
Oh my God. Flex gonna pump this. Clue gonna pump this.
Angie Martinez gonna pump this. Ahhh oh.
Verse One: Sheek
to survive on my own, god by my side, he's just riding along
That's why I gotta get the most I praise coz I know that there ain't no mightier one
Had a lot
by a single mother
I was infatuated by the money and respect
And flags of a color
When I ended up in the hospital
With death over watching me I knew I
Some man say it's a psycho ting
But them man are fake on a lypo ting
Us man are big dargs, them a Michael 'ting
Roll by on a cycle ting
Man better take
keep your circle tight
Enough yours is oval
I’m a flawless mogul record awesome vocals
They respect me in different countries
The God is global
You blind
a God almighty clout.
Mothers playing bingo, shes hoping for a big win
She buys the daily papers to see how 10% live
My cousins greatest wish, is
said
This is our home, just honor our lives
Ooh, this is our home, just honor our lives
Country it was speaking, land of God
Families were broken,
dreams
Stop ramblin', and stop gamblin'
Quit staying out late at night
Go home to your wife and family
Stay there by the fireside bright
Irene good night
to this country, where you reside
So we can try, we can try, we can try
Oh we can try, we can try, we can try
Dear Mother God in Heaven
You’re on hell
by the superpowers of the industry
To the third world underground of the streets
This is for all those who have been labeled extremists
Maniacs,
Pretend not to notice me, Sis,
People pass by and,
They just keep on walking
"Will someone please oh god notice me!
Or just give me a dry blanket
live on stolen land
See KRS was kickin shit that we didn’t understand
The country is a prison ran by the white man
The same one that brought us here
to
Thank you for the gift and holding down my family
But this flight is out the country and I don't gotta plan b
Close your eyes
And see what you believe
Man
in them streets
My daddy in jail
Momma trappin' for weeks
Nigga come and try me kill his whole family
Bitch I'm in the bando get it by any means
Yeah I
rapping minus the Dj Clue
Country made tell by my slang and how I eat my food
Still hating told you I'll make it but you just ridiculed
This lil guy wit so
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