Lyrics:
of sorrow is a father being torn
Apart by the sight of his son's lying in the morgue
He mourned cause now he got to deal with the fact
That his child is
out
Girl tell me...
[Chorus]
Why (Why)
Why do you keep putting me through it ba-by
You tell me you don't wanna go through it ba-by
Can't believe
out your candle, have Wu-Tang tagged up on your tombstone by Jandel
Release the info, 4-4 increase your heart tempo
Scared your ass, you jumped
What do we want freedom what do we need freedom
What do they promise freedom but we never see freedom
What do they mean by freedom
They must think that
dumb what's his name
Nigga i'm me so ill buy her crib she's focused on me now she see how i live
Noticing all this from certain angles
Surrounded by
'Cause there's nothing I'd rather do
Than be here with you woah
The sky is lit by the moon
We're young and dumb we don't follow the rules
Sitting
crave for more
Fuck, sleep, work, eat - happy slaves will always be
Fuck, sleep, work, eat - hell-bent foes of liberty
You are ignorant and driven by
a movie star
And it's dumb
Thinking of you like the way that you were
Every moment like a sudden pleasure
Every moment that will get you by
And it's
They told me not to waste my time thinking about these hoes
I like to waste my time thinking bout these hoes
Keep that shit by my side for a friend
It is not about lyrics anymore
It's about a hot beat and a catchy hook
If we gotta dumb down our style and ABC it, then so be it
'Cause nowadays
without her
I don't go nowhere without her
Hide in my soda, Osama, when it come to that Wocka'
I got that ho by her flocka, Keisha
One minute I'm
When you're haunted by the demons that'll never let you rest
Not shy in front of crowds, but shy in front of just one guest
Not dumb enough to win
bullshit when they walk by
(Yeah!) Heard that old saying, yo
Never ever cross a one day, give ya most
Never ever act funny for the white folks
I'm a big
And when you hear a cut baby doll I know you
Will feel it huh? Get up on the floor start movin' some
Body parts that got brothers actin' dumb
feel it huh? Get up on the floor start movin' some
Body parts that got brothers actin' dumb
And they be actin' dumb from the cut that playin'
People
shears.
Amidst all the blossoms
She had fashioned by hand
And watered with all her young tears.
There must be
doll I know you
Will feel it huh? Get up on the floor start movin' some
Body parts that got brothers actin' dumb
And they be actin' dumb from the cut
why? Niggas hit me
They call me 50, my AKA is two-gun-Charlie
Find me up at four in the mornin' to catch me a body
Waitin' for you in yo' projects by
you're standing still
Your fur is red so beautiful
Like an angel in disguise but if you meet
A friendly horse
Will you communicate by mo-o-o-o-orse?
grab the 4-4, Mag-num
Cause I hate it when niggas act dumb
Damn, why they make me want to pull out a gun?
First name's Camille, Camille's
Ba-dum bum, ba-dum
Yeah
(Yes sir) Yeah
Look
You was there standing all night
Your heartbeat matching with the lights
Your boyfriend got you
wanna fuck with us, you must've had no common sense
I'll kill you then your guts get eaten up by Brotha Lynch
It's Strange Music so the competition
flip
Girls rush the stage, faggots cold dip
Low to avoid the caps and blows
By the gang bangers at the B boy shows
With the cops trying to control
you bum-bum-bitty come so dumb-dumb
Remember when you was all busted, broke down, beat up
Even kept you as a friend when you stole to stay steed-up
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