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Nevertheless, the doctors have been encouraged
By her progress
And think that a few days back home
In what they call a "family atmosphere"
Might hasten her
go my single, dawg, radio needs this
They said you can rap about anything except for Jesus
That means guns, sex, lies, video tape
But if I talk
like the mafia
Think about whoopin' some ass, well what the fuck stoppin' ya?
Ain't nathin' but a busta
I'm stranded on Death Row for pumpin' slugs in
like the mafia
Think about whoopin' some ass, well what the fuck stoppin' ya?
Ain't nathin' but a busta
I'm stranded on Death Row for pumpin' slugs in
checkbook
Music videos are just commercials
Get your bread took
Bought the clothes to make us cool
Do drugs until we get hooked
Go broke then overdose and die
fortunate
You don't know what it cost me
So anybody complaining about they circumstances lost me homie
We ain't even talking fuck that energy, fuck up off
ain't doing what they use to do
Remember when you use to be able to go 4, 5 million sold
Now everybody having trouble to go gold man
It's a lot of good
Don't want to stand by
Envy your damn life
Should be me it's fine
Entourage and camouflage to come up
The worst behavior but motherfuckers don't love us
to exist (thank you, thank you, thank you)
And if you do- if you care about the safety- (thank you, thank you)
Uh, his suicide as a- an example of what
insurance threats
money for your death
terroristic teams
world wide slavery
record a video
of their evil schemes
Wars were started by stealing land
go my single, dawg, radio needs this
They said you can rap about anything except for Jesus
That means guns, sex, lies, video tape
But if I talk
Because he loved us and he cared for us so
But the thing that I remember more than anything else
Was when they talked about the angels above
That they come
fooled by what's spewed bout they income
Lose some you win some
Perception, shit'll give you grey hairs and then some
Inception are you living a dream
talking off
And getting egged on by A&Rs who, soon as your shit fallin' off, they walkin' off
And if you rappers diss us and ours just know that you dead
'bout
So what you talkin' about?
(Absolutely nothin', they ain't us, Meek, fuck 'em, cause)
This right here the soundtrack to a real nigga life
dream
They do
Glad I'm still not
What world?
I create when I dream, in my life when I die
Fix that tie
When I die
Fix that tie
When I die
Fix that tie
The phrase "fuck nigga" he said
"Think about what you saying: "Fuck niggas"
No better than Samuel L on the Django
No better than a white man with slave boats"
niggas when they talk about feeling pain
I’m forever in your debt and I don’t think that can ever change
For real
(Hook)
They ask me what would I do
Yeah I see you know what i'm sayin I ain't tryin to go out like that
nigga I'm trying to get signed
have a video and shit you know what I'm sayin
so I
like you didn't even spend three hours in the workshop
But no matter what you know we always come out on top
Don't even come at us with another shot
we talked about this, that
Before he was elected president
People in hip-hop it was an in thing to
Put Donald Trump in your rhymes somewhere
And by
over Kenny head no matter what I say
I know you like to keep it short, so let me paraphrase
Knew it was smoke when Abel hit us with the serenade
Nigga
And she said I'm sour on the outside but sweet between the legs
A freak talked about what got her body hot
Like lokkipops and sheets
I replied like ma
Block look like a drive-thru
They know what's up
A1 bundles for the low, they know it's us
I walked in this motherfucker loaded up
42 on my wrist, this
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