Lyrics:
A qualified man with vision
Unmoved by daily selfish interests
Led to right decisions by his conscience
In general, a man who knows from whence he comes
in our complicated law system
We need laws based on nature that are easy
Something that can be grasped by a baby
Laws like so should be simple things
I get inspired by the blunt
Yeah, I do
I get inspired by the blunt
Yup
I get inspired by the blunt
MCP
I get inspired by the blunt
That's Mr.
comforting
And so we go
On with our lives
We know the truth
But prefer lies lies
Are simple.
Simple is bliss.
Why go against tradition when we
I am the resurrection and the Life
He that believeth in me
Though he were dead
Yet shall he live
A certain man had died
In the town of Bethany
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Your man on the road, he doin' promo
You said, "Keep our business on the low-low"
I'm just tryna get you out the friendzone
When I think of all the worries
People seem to find
And how they're in a hurry
To complicate their minds
By chasing after money
And dreams that
When I think of all the worries
People seem to find
And how they're in a hurry
To complicate their minds
By chasing after money
And dreams that
mother screams picking
Out his casket harsh reality, it seems like
It's simple mathematics, it's not
It's trigonometry
(trigganometry) divided by some real
and pose
Rock you in your face, stab your brain with your nose bone
You all alone in these streets, cousin
Every man for they self in this land we be
soldier (soldier)
Live it how we get it (how we get it)
Bust 'em if they playin', nigga, hood rich, we livin' (we livin')
We simple 'bout the money,
have told me
This shit would be that strange
They say simple is plain
I just keep it that plain
I heard you caught a body
How you gone glorify that man
this for the niggas who lost
They lives and they played hard
You ever experienced that immediate family
Limo ride through the graveyard?
Where you so
H-to-the-A-to-the-I-to-the-T-to-the-I
Live or die, it's nothin' but a dark side
Fugees on the mic, yeah
Yo', refugees on the mic, oh yeah, oh yeah
Man, I went to cops the other day
I just had to say that right there, Rae
I just have to say you my nigga, understand?
It don't get no realer than this, man
Let's slow the fuck
holdin' pies
Impliment a plan and and you'll surely rise
Just promised by the man that controls the skies
Don't you see, I know that shit's so ill
Better
no desire to go and every Reason to stay
Just a simple man, with calloused hands, Makin' his livin' off of the land, no other way
To live on his mind
it's simple
Might fly right by open windows
If I see you cry, we gone get through
Listen you are not alone
Wrote a new song
I ain't bring the storm
Jimmy is married and he lives down south
His wife lives somewhere colder
He sees another woman in a badlands town
And she cries upon his
On some Dundee shit representin' the outback
(Yo, we do it like this) All the way live from
2-1-5
(You witnessin' the fifth dynasty family click) All
as well
Niggas rebellious, bodies are found down in the cellars
My man caught a shot to the stomach, now who want it?
Confronted by these dusty blunted -
the Spirit as
The Savior of man
Would enter Jerusalem
As king on a donkey
Rejected by the Jews an
Betrayed by a friend
Thirty silver pieces
Silent before
Listen to the birds chirp
Then I watch them fly
What a pretty sight
With you by my side
I'm gonna live it right
So just give me time
I'll take you with me
the dick just like a mistletoe
Man I know I live a wild life
Lord forgive me tho
Fed up with that bull so I left Tom Thibodeau
Tai had bounce and Illie has
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