Lyrics:
Shit, tired of gettin' shot at
Tired of gettin' chased by the police and arrested
Niggas need a spot where we can kick it
A spot where we belong,
Shit, tired of gettin' shot at
Tired of gettin' chased by the police and arrested
Niggas need a spot where we can kick it
A spot where we belong,
award me with hoes
Put em on a track like vocals
Leave em for a day and they want their
Master back like the first album by Jay
I dash with the dividends
down and go with the Merry flow
No need to put up the price the Eye already knows
And why we diving in these Mount Olympus slopes Fo'
And this that
it where the weed at?
And this flight attendant got the fattest ass
You know I need that
Now these bitches say they love me
But they're just
'Pac in a slurred, drunken voice:
Ha ha ha, f*** all y'all, f*** all y'all, I don't need nobody
F*** 'em, f*** all y'all
Money gone f***
'Pac in a slurred, drunken voice:
Ha ha ha, fuck all y'all, fuck all y'all, I don't need nobody
Fuck 'em, fuck all y'all
Money gone fuck
gonna do that no more
Please let me need you, me nah go make you cry no more
You know I did you wrong, Lord, I'm not gonna do that
Girl, why you want go?
with my shit
And you prolly in love with it too
And that's why I give this to you
A play could get you a view into my life
I'm turning my lows into
Makin Movements Towards Success.
Look,
Its Like I Love It When I See Rich Black Men Like Diddy And Nelly,
But Was Even Happier When I See Dizzie Rascal
I'd love to see caught 'em by surprise just know the bell is ringing peacefully
No lacking on the decency I
I never follow trends if it's important it
Yeah
So I guess this is what it is, huh?
Think it's obvious
We ain't never gonna see eye to eye
But it's funny
As much as I hate you
I need you
Ain't nobody falling, yeah
All y'all try and call it, yeah
But we stay balling, and you stay crawling
Looking for your calling, yeah
And when y
GRANDMA,MY TRUE LOVE
THE JOY ON HER FACE,PEACE FOR MY SOUL
REST IN PARADISE MAMA I REALLY MISS YOU
ON MY LAST PROJECT MADE A SPECIAL SONG FOR YOU PRODUCED BY 1
Come up to the turf and Imma beat a motherfucker's ass
Spit like sucker Sylvester y'all suffering succotash
Hotter than the sun don't need to give
i
Love me so much right now
New album coming this summer
I love being a voice of freedom when so
Many people are scared to speak up
The world needs
to let all y'all know I love you man, I love all y'all
You know, but but I really came here tonight
For one reason, just 'cause I don't need to cry
I
I'm writing all my favorite albums
Met this Hispanic chick I think that she in love with platinum
Can't call me toxic when you the one moving like you
need role models
So youngers know what success it is
Thats why I feel boom inside
When I see a black guy
Like Tim Campbell can win the apprentice
But
when we meet, wanna sweep her off her feet
I'm the only man she gonna need, she's the only girl I'm ever gonna feed
Feed her my love, feed her my trust,
the poor
And after all you can say you saw
Cypress Hill, stompin once more
I play it by ear, I love to steer
The fifty-seven Bel Air from here to there
become my pride
My love for you is gonna get so wide
I'll need you by my side, I'll need you to ride
I'll bring you ice cream everyday when you tell me
you everythin' that I had
I think it's probably one the best albums I wrote, in fact
I remember writin' to it, thinkin' y'all would love how I rap
But
and I work for the poor
Now tomorrow you can say you saw
KRS-One stompin' once more
I play by ear, I love to steer
The Alfa Romeo from here to there
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