Lyrics:
And I swear It was a phoenix when I looked in your eyes
And I thought that I was dreaming when you came to my life
Sorry I was mean when I pushed us aside
belong
cnd in your eyes I see who I wanna be
When you came along
Time will pass by
We won't be the same as we used to be
cnd baby that's just fine by me
no matter what I do the days go by
Another year of misery
Is coming now dont you see
Three months came and went so fast
All that has now come to pass
Uh-huh uh huh uh
Gee-gee-geyeah
Baby, watching, streets
Uh-huh uh huh uh
Live from Brooklyn
Uh-huh uh
The streets is watching
Check it, check
like goin' home
And it stoned me
Then the rain let up and the sun came up
And we were gettin' dry
Almost let a pick-up truck nearly pass us by
So
Uh-huh uh huh uh
Gee-gee-geyeah
Baby, watching, streets
Uh-huh uh huh uh
Live from Brooklyn
Uh-huh uh
The streets is watching
Check it, check
Oh nah, oh nah
Can't be in that, I retreat on that
No need for that, no need for that
I ease up, I pass by
Don't care, look
I don't wanna hold you, no
Taste it
And be it
But you can't
Like see it
And time it moves by like
When you are just being
And slow
And sometimes it goes
Faster when you're
CatTalk blunt look like a Louis Slugger but I don't play baseball
John Travolta when I see the opp cause we gon' face off
Keep a .223 right by my hip it
enough
I pray I can hold the game for as long as you man can hold a grudge
Years went by I know it's fucked, I had to hold it up for mummy on my own
I
knew
Someone left trails cops were still playing blue's clues
A week goes by and you think it’s all clear
But on the fifth Tuesday of November
Prince was
All I see is racism
Especially when you're black dealing with the system
Especially when you're black and Tryna make a difference
It don't matter
been had it rough
Bloodshot, can't blink
Pressure, choking
Preyed on by the reaper's mumbling
I'm working under a tyrant
Little boxes trapping me
Pins
some Reflections of A Black Man
Since 2012 we been witnessing this killing spree
Just as bad coming from us and it killing me
Trayvon Martin was that
ayy)
I had to do it by myself, where was you at?
I ain't need no help, don't do that
Come through, brand new whip, like
"Who that?" and my wave on wet,
She kind of crazy but I kind of like it
I know I'm fire little baby don't fight it
Get by myself and I roll up that dope
Light it
I'm getting high
Hook
She like ooo what it is it's a party vibe I just sent the Uber you can slide
gas n the wood pass it to the right we getting high it's a party
time
Take a sip and pass it down the line
Shine
This old hay field just came alive
Everybodys dancin by the fireside
Were gonna be here all night
By the time you make one I'll be on ten
Hit the studio nigga, and do it again
To the beat y'all, and it don't stop
It goes on cause I don't stop
the steak strip and mixed it with the lobster
Sipping Dom Perignon with the fettucine pasta
You aint never seen a hundred bands I can tell by your posture
You
Would Martin King have had a dream?
Speaking of blacks and whites
United as a team
Would Malcolm X have ever changed his name?
Removed the hex of all
the people pass me by
It could be that it has no end
Just an action junkie's lullaby
New York City
We were full of the stuff that every dream rested
As if
came out the dick
Call it hammer, cause this shit is legit
Profit off of pussy, that shit make sense
Y'all be Cuffy Combs, while I'm ruining happy homes
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By the way she finally came grand-daughter number six Londyn Rochelle Driskell born March the 25th you were eager to meet her from heaven I know you
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