Lyrics:
I heard 'em callin' me but then I ball and see
Cause if you're ballin' me you got your own set of keys
The breeze is hittin' don't think you'll catch
in work; now watch me skirt
I heard 'em callin' me, but then I ball and see
'Cause if you're ballin' me you got your own set of keys
The breeze is
work now watch me skirt
I heard 'em callin' me but then I ball and see
'Cause if you're ballin' me you got your own set of keys
The breeze is
killed by a cop that thought negative
Shot in the back like a victim of Jesse James
Tell them his motherf***ing name!
Phillip Pernell, murdered by
So he waited in the alley all on his own
Moms came stumblin’ on her lame leg
In a borrowed dress that smelled like bacon and eggs
Friend drivin’ by
Huh-huh, huh-huh uh-huh uh-huh
I'd love all the girls, I love 'em love 'em baby!
Black diamonds and pearls, ooh yeah yeah
If I ruled the world
People
a conversation
About how we playing radio’s game khaled
You a real nigga
Khaled, you a real nigga! You
Got the keys! But
As we learn all the politics
That niggas
guitar. The Older held the priceless craftmanship out to the Younger and asked, ‘Would you like to play it?’ All he could do was nod, his mouth open, eyes
I hate to be the one to buss your bubble but....pop
I don’t count this man’s arrest as a victory for the black community
I dare not say his name
Do you know? You're a masterpiece
And God has given you a master key
Do you know? That you're so unique
In God's image you were made, in His hands
Nothing more than a dreamer
Now I fuck those same girls
In the back of my black beamer
Godbody
Sim simma
Who got the
Keys to me beamer
Sim simma
Who got
With all due respect
I don't have pity for you black niggas, that's the way I feel
Screamin' "Black Lives Matter"
All the black guys rather be
is in black and white
MLK turn in his grave, what has happened to America’s grace
All the journalists got something to say, bout the land of free
really shouldn't have to sign paper to dominate the
Game y'all praise on hand and knee, just waited till it came to me
I just kept it real with y'all
that is waving
And the black rows, they sowed their own chain
Get a dollar with a calico for their newborn baby
And the bell sends a key to the lock
say it ain't true
Same thing they did to Jesus
He even got it from his own crew
Intuition , discernment and alignment
Is Your own clue
To map your print
and nature
I'm infatuated by the facts and attributes of my Creator
I wager this world don't even know His name
and those who do they treat it like growin'
skeleton key
But don’t you to wanna be a inspiration to me?
In an instance a child's life was ended
By the hands of a four foot menace like Dennis
The black man the only species that celebrates his own demise
Scapegoat adages to bandage pride
Your prize, surprise packages from the whites, more camera
Huh-huh, huh-huh uh-huh uh-huh
I'd love all the girls, I love 'em love 'em baby!
Black diamonds and pearls, ooh yeah yeah
If I ruled the world
People
featuring Mystikal Silkk the Shocker
If we was owned by the white folks it will be all good
But we independent black owned and making scrilla
he was bigger
With no sisters only child
And looking back he only smiled in company of his friends
Was I don't really know it all depends
From
is
So he tell her all his secrets, he tell her all his fears
And then she tell me, and I be all ears
And then I go and tell my people, and they
brother cease to exist
Misjudged by my dreads, how I fit the description?
I'm forever overzealous
Capitalizing all endeavors
My complexion make ‘em jealous
_film_poster.jpg/220px-Against_all_Odds_(1984)_film_poster.jpg "Against All Odds")
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