Lyrics:
think that it's a matter of me or you
When circumstances come we gotta see it through
All alone, living all by yourself
No one to turn to, when you're in
(Jimmy P. Brown II, George Ochoa)
What kind of society do we have
Where doing the wrong is right?
Living by rules pressured in
Throughout time
di3 3ny3 sinte
Even dough she dey kasua
She dey move all the way come Spintex
Odo takra me k3 cuintes
We dey paire ibi God choose us
To be fare charlie
horrible
Cheeky sod with that big gob
Bionic on the mic, Gangster Chronicles
Flip bare magic and I move like McGonagall
And we can have a laugh but the bars
changed
Metaphor, hardcore, ruffneck territory
Brain food because you have to read between the lines
Check rhyme by rhyme and try to comprehend my sings
like the 504
Master of the p and the pies go forth
Damn near free, I need a least five
Four more what you see you can't tell me
Walked in like the first
granny's eighty-two
School 'bout to start, mama, I ain't got no loot
What the fuck we finna do?
Fuck it, hit the mall, snatch something, rack something
maintain and stack legal P
But we still kick out your molar, canines and incisors
And your wisdom teeth
Might see me in your local Sainsbury's
Testing
like the state we in
Nigga, I just might say fuck and slide up to Harlem and check my nigga P.O
Post up right on his corner and light a cigarillo
It's
(M.
Liffengren/P. Liffengren)
I know you've been hurt, you've been criticized
You've been judged by hypocrites all of your life
And there's some
And bring me back all my cheese
Get on your knees
So I can smoke green leaves
Paper chase for me
They found dope in my show
Catch a case for me
Act faithful
one stroke
I have nightmares feeling like I'm going back broke
Invest in crypto
Invest in weed
So when I roll up, my portfolio green
Between Ben, Wes
Given the need we have
To think of preserving
All the beauty that has been given to us
I am drawn to this poem
"Woodman, Spare That Tree"
By George P
A free state was all they would give
A step towards independence
Is better that a war we cannot win
Many people did not agree with him
Civil war
give
me a call when you want it you can have it all
I'm stackin chips and the dough will attract chicks
They pockets use to stay broke before I got em'
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