Lyrics:
stripes
I done never cared about just what you say
By the way
Fuck you too
Fuck you too
I've had 7's all my life
Triple 7's, lucky me
Went from fifties
We got these boys led by the hands
We know these lives we live are grand
We'll take our time and we'll meet you
We'll meet you there we'll meet
on Worldstar, plus I'm Worldstar
You might have seen me once before
In ya girl car
Drumma Boy the name, but I go by D-Boy
Fresh nigga never known to miss a beat
drivin' reckless and aggressive
Fueled by our false perceptions- our methods need corrections-
Spittin venom in their face and violate the ones we should
by chance I get it I don't want it
I want to hold your hand
But holding hands holds
More demands than answers
Give me a kiss, give me a break
Give me
the good and the bad
Will we ever know what the answer to life really is?
Can you really tell me what life is?
Maybe all the things that you know that are
Many journeys end here
But, the secret's told the same
Life is just a candle
And a dream must give it flame
The key, the end, the answer
Stripped
(Mindpeacelove records)
And heaven knows just why they had to take his life
(Take 'em home)
And people are angry and people want answers
He wasn't a nuisance he
to burn a light that shines brighter
Than my dark nights of false hope that came prior
Pain and confusion, life of abusement
Lies and excuses which left us
there
Right there by my side
(Can't forget you) I can't forget you
As I reminisce on this tree
You were the only one that was in my life
Who showed
and left at the door
Jealous of the space occupied in my mind
Gentrified by the crimes against my people and my time
Look, I'm here to break the cycle
Tired
go on forever side by side
But here we stand like strangers at the great divide
We've loved our way to the top of life the rest was all down hill
our own few circles 'round the sun
We get it backwards
And our seven years go by like one
Dog years
It's the season of the itch
Dog years
With
This is just a warning
See, day by day three things I pray
Baba give me life
Baba give me conscience to talk sense
No be nonsense and call am content
Dear God can ya save me
If you can't save me, save our babies
(We trying to keep it real, so many ghetto tears my people cry
Life is hard and I
on the earth, so you take this L and get off of our turf
Cannot relish in pain on a bad day
Got these footballers doing ballet
Have these sodas in packs by
"Money is not our god - ready"
Nine tenths of the law than sic
Is possession
Life expressed in matter is a blasphemy
Success defined by
Our Best Friend Dream
Is That !
Couplet 3 (1ere option)
cs Life goes on
We carried on
We did tours one by one
When light goes down
We all cried
How should I begin?
This is the story of a boy named Lonnie Lynn
As I said it, the spirits here whip me
He was raised in the belly of the city
[m. van Dyk: l. Boyarsky]
There's a kid who sees the world
A selfish kid: a good kid: a good kid
By his own means he knew the price of life
By his
I walk around like I know this place
So sure of what it is like I know my fate
We blind sided by the Joker with the poker face
Living life like you
Nelson Mandela said
There is no passion to be found playing small and settling
For a life that is less than the one you are capable of living
If you
tune
Thinking something in this world is better than nothing to do
Comfy in my skin and shoes, man, I got nothing to prove
When I'm by myself, my cries
wilding our
Run the lanes
Fucking these dizzy dames
Caught up in the game
Of money and street fame
My street name ring bells
So do my government
Barking
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