Lyrics:
rather have a milk shake -- he keeps forcing down the beer
Just another folkie -- late in coming down the pike
Riding his guitar -- he left Kid brother
dealing with
You see we can't
Go back to the biblical stories
"2 loaves of bread"
Or "2 little fishes, 5 loaves of bread"
"2 little fishes" yeah
"5
to kill every nigga
That stand by him or speak for him
Can you stop actin' like you
Doin' me a favor? Do I seem rattled?
This idiot don't even know he tell
were the stories thatwere told
Said he wanted to be a football star
Most could probably see him making it that far
By age 10 he was studying at the best
were the stories thatwere told
Said he wanted to be a football star
Most could probably see him making it that far
By age 10 he was studying at the best
Yeah this the one right here
Meka., sixteen
Young Taylor growing up, 20 years old
But let me speak on something 4 years back
This a story about
clocks eighteen years old.
He then forced him to contact Shaine and try to make her happy, He listened to his brother and they decided to go see Shaine.
intoxicated una dank
I took two swiggs outts my deuce-deuce, old E
Now Stephen K-I-N-G had the story all wrong
Blood last five points, I'm gone
of straw and
patient animals standing around. The mother nods by the side
of the child. Suddenly she wakes from her lightish doze, sees
them, shrieks
Let me tell you a story about Ibby and his friend and his friend is a friend of my step family. This guy is called Mc Med Marah who's known
are created
equal.
That they are endowed by their creator with certain inalienable
rights.
That among these rights are Life, Yes sir!, Liberty,
the toy guns in Wyneberg by the Chinese shop
Remember when I was 7 years old with a pallet gun
Playing outside with a cap, drinking Caprisun
We thought we
Ain't it a shame? (Oh)
Another lost one runnin' again
You know I bust my thing for you
You do the same old thing that your brothers did before you
remain brothers, fuck the others
In this cold world the war that's controlled by the trigger
Revelation or the scripture got to be that live nigga
the old "tell it like it is" speech
I'm thinking you better start by hearing the word "practical"
Right here, right now, today
Where's the exit?
million at age twenty-five
He said he always had a thing for numbers
Said he could speak to them if he tried
Now he's got a couple stories on the Upper West
losers and cilo, prepare like a scout
I hold the burner on the delo
In this age of idolatry, mad niggas worship u vanity
If Five ?? you nigga maintain
think my gun was a Crip
Drive by, walk by, bicycle, motorcycle
Killers pulling up in all kinds
14, 15, 12 years old
Young niggas slangin' iron
be
But six feet under is where I should be
Nobody understood me
Thinking about my old ways
I used to throw the hands
Gave a fuck bout young or old age
them kids my age were goin' TeenFest
When I was gettin' searched by a golden retriever
In a Cat. A prison while I'm standin' on an arrow
We used
let's do dat there
[master p]
Niggaz dat want to space age hustle
Catch that rocket to the fuckin moon
That be yo final ship, bitch, cause yo ass is
what they want
Count 5 to 10, 10 to 20
And I just keep on makin' money
I hope you don't think my story's amazin'
I tell it to a kid in the ghetto, it
Viv by the gate cut from an old movie
Right down to the cleft of his Kirk Douglas chin
And Phyllis in the garden always dressed kinda groovy
In a 60s
spirits were divided into blinded Hemispheres.
Some who did not fight
Brought tales of old to light.
My Rocinante' sailed by night
On her final flight.
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