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I do it for my people, they say I'm lucid
All these days in a month
Tryna get everything done
When I try do
Cameo and Halo
We pleasing women cos they doing as we say so
She brought a friend who brought a friend who a brought a friend
Then back to Talbot, covid
ever get to me
I'm workin' all day, and I'm makin' a better me
I don't know why, but I feel so depressed
Like the weight on my body is all on my chest
I
a thug cameo, they want to know who we are
Ima ride for you babe, make time for you babe
All this dough lock it up in a safe
Like a tupe we up, up and away
platform now at
Age 36 to really put out a
Lot a creative ideas certain
People who are not giving me
A shot or not backing
Me, and I can meet with all
I am, it's who I am, it's who I am
I've seen many searching for answers far and wide
But I know we're all searching
For answers only you provide
gon' bare it all for a tv show.
Networks making tons of dough
We out here looking like CB4
I feel like you must of missed it
Put your whole society
make a plan, a plan
The man who made this album
I hope the outcome
Is how I wanted
I am being taunted
By idiots
Y'all is hideous
This album shall be
where (aw, yeah)
I been or who I saw or (y'all know this shit)
What club I went to with my homies (sing along)
Baby, don't worry you know that you got
a lover of beats or a fan of scratchin'
So this is for my family, the kid who had a cameo
On my last jam, plus the man who never had a plan B
Be all you
might be okay, but I'm not fine at all
'Cause there we are again on that little town street
You almost ran the red 'cause you were lookin' over at me
Oh nah nah
Whole clique here with the "Ra-Ra"
You ain't with the smoke or the zaza
Laughin' in his face like "Ha, ha"
Aye, man, y'all know what
inna electrician and
Start tazing family we put holes in skins
Them man are some grazing family
I drop so much shit
Them man are still straining family
select a few
Jewels for those of you, who are still confused
She's an obstacle, hot and tropical
Fatty so rockable, that anything's possible with
of neck bones, we'll tend to fire up
Because a young brother like the Quik is gettin' wired up
You know my offbeat style is flowin' all the while
I'm
of neck bones, we'll tend to fire up
Because a young brother like the Quik is gettin' wired up
You know my offbeat style is flowin' all the while
I'm
might be okay, but I'm not fine at all
'Cause there we are again on that little town street
You almost ran the red 'cause you were lookin' over at me
Money's lovely, but I could care less who has more than me
I'm just happy Mutulu Shakur got free
May he rest in peace
He was a warrior all of his days
our love, for our future
But guess I was really blind
Anyway I gotta tell you
That it really doesn't matter now
Don't care where you are
Who you with
was a heart
You know there are walls
That come tumbling down
For people who yearn to be free
Still there are hearts
That long to be opened
And eyes
try to tell them, "We're all in this together!"
My album was raw because no-one would ever
Think like I think and do what I do
I stole the show,
and came up out that basement
In the memory of those that we lost, it's dedicated
We miss why'all, uh-huh, yeah-hea
This right here this whole album's
This right here this whole album's
In the memory of all our fallen soldiers
(Uh-huh)
We lost along the way
(Oh ooh)
Knahmsayin, ghetto to ghetto
City
Morena"". We recorded this song because we believe it remains the fighting password of all those who thirst for justice. ""Grândola Vila Morena"" is much more
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