Lyrics:
guys
Talking about how young black guys are targeted
Targeted by who? America
You see one in every hundred Americans are locked up
One in every nine
guys
Talking about how young black guys are targeted
Targeted by who? America
You see one in every hundred Americans are locked up
One in every nine
work hard
I'm on a crazy run
That's on my life, they don't
Compare to Dizzy Wright, facts
I just let the music stack
Passion been a match
I made sure
on us is brown
Rip to Daunte Wright
So we bringing in the crowds
Striving in that Deep In its fuck the law we getting loud
No too soon
But I can't assume
Swore that she came wit a gat wit the way she came and tacked
She shoulda known where she at I always come wit facts
My alma mater’s got past that went by
He said that I should keep going
Keep playing
And
And then I got
Again
You shouldn't use that word
You should say
Something else like
We found
of money.
Like I say ol' Jack Johnson he was a pugilist,
He was a pugilist by preference and by profession
And one day ol' Jack came walkin' on down by
admit I been tempted by drugs
I admit that I just need a hug (I)
I admit the devil talk to me sometimes
But the devil is not who I trust (yeah, not who
would die if I ever found out
She was fooling me
You're just a dream and as real as it seems
I ain't that lucky
Some guys have all the luck
Some guys
cry at sad movies
I know I would die if I ever found out
She was fooling me
You're just a dream and as real as it seems
I ain't that lucky
Some
Left life on the next flight, ugh
Sky's the limit and you dead right
Dizzy Wright get it every night
Substance to the game made a name
now I got
me Eric Wright these wrongs
I was young and like André wakin' up
In the morn' to a yellow sun
Somehow I found the moon, near
I'm tired of making
the perfect woman
That's what he thought he had
Found him a girl just like the girl
Who married dear old dad
Where have you gone, Betty Crocker?
Come back,
on a bus after working, I'm dreaming
The guy next to me has a girl in his arms, my arms are empty
How does it feel when the girl next to you says she loves
on a bus after working, I'm dreaming
The guy next to me has a girl in his arms, my arms are empty
How does it feel when the girl next to you says she loves
on a bus after working, I'm dreaming
The guy next to me has a girl in his arms, my arms are empty
How does it feel when the girl next to you says she loves
go by Dizzy Wright though, with the rifle
In 1991, I'm lookin' like Michael
The same year that the police beat up
On Rodney King and gave us
Something
Holding hands with Betty
She keeps reminding me
That this gesture is friendly
And it's alright for now
I wanna love, but I'm no longer sure
If I know
aight you listening? Look
Look you can't educate me about bagging up
I've been doing this ting from day one and I
Can't see one guy that I think's
dragged to the back of a trunk
By one of your fans, irony's spectacular, huh?
Now who's a fa-, you punk?
And here's your Bronco hat, you can have that
now
Wait, here comes my favorite lyric
I'm the bad guy who makes fun of people that die
And hey, here's a sequel to my Mathers LP
Just to try to get
only knew that I wasn't ready
And I didn't go for Ronnie or Betty
We were young and all-told
We were ten years old
And ten feet high
You said something
of Eric Wright, that's what I'm givin you
Who walked through the White House without a business suit
Compton hat, jheri curl drippin on Ronald Reagan's
block that
Chatted her up I was on set
Trapped in the eyes of a bet betty
Body yaddy issa prospect
Seeing affairs I can't block that
Drawers were down
I
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