Lyrics:
This building was designed to fit
The families of each generation
One occasion at a time
But that's not what has my attention
Mum turns back to me
time
'Cause I'm trying to do what I've loved, I love what I do
This music is something more different than the weed and the brew
That's why we
time
'Cause I'm trying to do what I've loved, I love what I do
This music is something more different than the weed and the brew
That's why we
I said hello
she said you're kind of cute I said yes I know
but by the way sweetheart what's your name
she said my friends like to call me exotic
to say my livin' is hell
But even worse said I lead my people to Hell's Bells
Lookin' at me just like my mother and father would breed creatures
Not
Harlem
It's almost back home, y'all
Jim Jones, Freekey Zekey
Ayo Santana, what is it, huh?
Ayo, lately I've been going
Through some family matters
My
to her I said hello
She said: "Hey, you're kind of cute" I said: "Yes, I know, but...
By the way, sweetheart, what's your name?"
She said: "My friends
harder
And went on a manhunt just to kill they father
Derrick and my boy hadda mutual friend
That put me on doing what I gotta do for revenge
Derricks
Aright. Hey you know E just got cracked, he's in jail now.
What?
Yeah, Go-Go's out. I just saw him runnin' around the other day.
Ah, fuck that fool.
Aright. Hey you know E just got cracked, he's in jail now.
What?
Yeah, Go-Go's out. I just saw him runnin' around the other day.
Ah, fuck that fool.
I’m just a rapper, uh
But we’ve learned recently that that is not the case
Rest in peace, Nipsey Hussle, man
By the grace
Yeah, you know, that was
celebrated... we went out and celebrated the first single being
recorded.
But just before we did this, recorded the song. Steve said to me, he said, "don't you
is nervous
So what's my purpose?
Family, we must preserve it
Your number's retired
I hope you like the hell fires
You'll be screamin' Murder she Wrote
it's cosy
Watching telly, doing dishes, patching pants and making wishes
And he'll say, Bill should have wired
And, Not tonight dear, I'm too tired
freedom ain't free, we got to do it together
That means (what?), by whatever means necessary
I'm doing God's work, so that means I'm too blessed to worry
partner, yeah
Lookin' what the hate do, have your family talkin' bout you
My bro came home from the pen, he said his free word and got weird, yeah
He'll go
to her I said hello
She said: "Hey, you're kind of cute" I said: "Yes, I know, but...
By the way, sweetheart, what's your name?"
She said: "My friends
what would my family do?
Open the door and I pause and I think and I slowly step right through
The glow in the air is making it hard for me finding
brain now I can't complain
I'm sayin', what else is there to do besides relax?
Let the problems in your mind become ancient artifacts
Perhaps these
They get clean wind what you gon do?
Rap about a fight I had with
A nigga that by me? And I bit him back
Well talk about how it was 20 niggas
There and I
know what I mean? It's
called My Own Hell. Story about me, and Midwestside, and Hogstyle
Records, and people around me, and my wife, and stuff like
time
'Cause I'm trying to do what I've loved, I love what I do
This music is something more different than the weed and the brew
That's why we
boom, ended it with a nice punchline and everything
And then I'm like, hell yeah, let's see how this ends
He's like, oh shit, it wasn't recording
I'm
page and there was a bunch of memes
That was just my face that said, "Catch me outside"
And I was like, "What the fuck is this?"
Like I had never,
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