Lyrics:
She suggested our little new in-law holiday group each say Something defining of themselves
As an introduction to each other
I offered a quote I had
5-5-5-2-4-7-1
Be a crybaby and you finna get the gun
Compound growth, and I only jus begun
Didn't wanna diss you I'm jus doin this for fun
You need to stock up
stacking these bars on top of each other
Now it's time to bring it by
We just look up in the sky space
You can stay away for another day
You can stay away
and Ferlinghetti had gotten to know each other, met at Gethsemani,
and the text evolved out of that initial visit. I had already selected a piece
from MODERN MONK
and Ray started laughin'
And slapped each other's hands and said, "It's all about blastin'"
In the city streets
City streets
Kickin' it at the park
for y'all
And my voice is messed up too, this is the last track of Young Sinatra
Yeah, yeah
Back in the day I wasn't shit, homie
Penny pinching I
of grey dirt
4 prophets spread the holy gospel of Gods word
All knowing, all places, intelligent movement
Symbolised as the goat worshipped by his
bespectacled, moustached, irritated, distant, late
The other, the one who had spoken,
Frail, fifty five-ish, bald, sallow, in a short sleeved pale blue cotton
the car aging, floating, outside darkening
7. Entertaining each other, don’t need no audience
8. Finna hold up each other up, like we back to back
9. Ima
to cry about it
DoubleM double back you hide about it
My aunt got jumped I lost my mind about it
Four-five other side with no slimes
We come to your place
they four or five
Throwing tantrums on the 405
Still on the whey like I'm tryna gain
Don't hibernate in the winter
That's where summer bodies are made
out of prison still living
Join the other five million under state supervision
This is business, no faces just lines and statistics
From your phone,
song, and I still went platinum
Fruit Loop silly, candy painted flav. cars
You are a prisoner behind these 8 bars
[Chorus: V.I.C.]
[Bun B]
Oh,
it in drive see that Souljah boy bucking,
Back in the other direction,
Po-po came quick then heat up,
Niggas blast at each other,
Open up they
talkin', on the mic, to each other
Giving life mane
Some bumpin', some serious, done crackin', fuck it dawg
We still rappin' mane
IBM, computer, cool edit,
gettin' by"
Now, homies startin' they clutch on each other, it's gettin' live
Now, homies ain't even trustin' each other, I swear to God
Black and jewels
Want me for something
All these other hoes hiding behind their motives
Truth be told please don't mess with me
Tujhe chora that's a courtesy
Galti hoti
our baby mothers love us but they hate each other
They probably wanna take each other out and date each other
Some, some, some, some, something,
pay the rent.
Even though I ain't gave you none in the last year,
Baby we need a brand new car boo,
Six hundred, S-E-L, Mercedes four door V-12.
Oh
of
the ghetto in five seconds,
four,
three,
two,
one.
[Sound of airplane or some other aircraft taking off
and flying away]
like talking behind your back and shit
They ain't even hold it down for you
They ain't even wanna see you win
Uh uh uh uh
Killer jay niggas praying
soul taker
To my surprise she had some blue dream and and rolling paper
We sparked to the sunset then begin to vibe
Looked each other in the eyes
And I can't cap
(He can't cap)
Aye, J you got that blunt? (Hahahaha)
(Yes, we do consume each others blood on occasion for ritual purposes)
Aye don't
her?
You think she gon' stick around if them twenty-five years occur?
You think he can hold you down when you down behind bars, hurt?
You think y'all
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