Lyrics:
and miles in my bare feet
Still can't lay me down to sleep
If I die before I wake
I know the Lord my soul won't take
I'm a dead man walking
I'm a dead
Miles and miles in my bare feet
Still can't lay me down to sleep
If I die before I wake
I know the Lord my soul won't take
I'm a dead man walking
I'm
And now Ladies & Gentlemen, Lupe Fiasco
Filet mignon with my food stamps
Car cosigned by my mama
Medical card from Obama
Background check for
The righteous man would be within these stripes pipes
Take in my energy, breath and know the rest
Cause the good die young and the hard die best
You can't
a real-world scan
They cable, I'm streamin', they nice
But the difference, they can't
Do it on demand, i'm the man
B-b-bombin' on these beats if you
Tally up
He'll never let you fall (good God almighty)
Keep your head up (He walking by your side)
Smile again
You've been down too long
Lift your head up,
a morning cup of coffee
And with tender love you reach and touch my hand
And my son comes in and says good morning daddy
And I say how's daddy's little man
respect out to Alabama
To the West Coast to the East
Then right back to Atlanta
And that's how we keep it tight, tight
I come through busting the door
you feel you ain't got nothin' more to say
What good is bein' last man standin'
When you the last man stranded
What good is bein' last man standin'
a fortune, any man could strike it Rich
But I'm doing good to keep it Strait and keep my wheels out of the ditch
Ain't no Foster for the Desert Rose,
you got on the rocks in snifter
I missed her in Kentucky, went down to Louisiana
I never had no lovin' like I had in Alabama
A man of my word ain't
for me
(Live for me)
Come and get live for me
(Live for me)
Young Bran Bran just touched down
From the Alabama capitol town
I taught kids at preschool
I
(Foundation)
Queensbridge Crew, forty busters, shorty busters
Vernon Posse, Good Fellas, you know how that go
My man Ill Will rest in peace forever, God
So y'all keep smokin' that good-good
Help ya fly along, high
High in the sky
Roll a Cigarillo, fire it up n' hit it
Feels so good man, it's hard
can’t believe somebody could look so fine
and baby that’s no line
Let’s Get Serious
let’s live together
we’re such good friends and baby
will be forever
and down, man, throwin' around my paper
I ain't gotta leave this town, it's like I pulled a caper
I'm like, can ya TRY and keep it down?
I mean, I do have
: Man! Arthur: Man
Sorry what knight lives in
That castle over there?
Man: I'm thirty-seven!
Arthur: (surprised) What?
Man: I'm thirty-seven! I'm not old -
the world for you
Take every sound and rearrange your soul
In a way that lets you live forever
Inside your own soul
Is a man who doesn't feel at all
When was
helping ppl fate
If they can't afford it throw sum extra ona plate
If they hunted by the blue free tuition to a state school
Need tha reparations
that
a man comin' on right now
He's garuanteed to throw down
He goes by the name of Wonder Mike
Come on, Wonder Mike, do what you like!
I say a can
you giving, ain't all that good
A little southern hospitality
You'd better try to get away from me
I love money, and I just can't fake it
I go
Right now I be thinking about a lot
Should I smoke weed or take a fucking shot
You see I keep my mind high like a flying kite
You see the good side
But I
you can't keep a good bitch down
(It's all good) It's all good
Cowards huff and puff but won't blow shit down
I come through like two airplanes in
lock-down love!
You know what really make me feel good
Krayzie Bone, Wish Bone, really keep it all hood!
That's right! We still pursuing our dream
There
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