Lyrics:
him up in the parking lot with his Karl Kani
I don't give a fuck if it's dark or not
I'm harder than me tryna park a Dodge
When I'm drunk as fuck
him up in the parking lot with his Karl Kani
I don't give a fuck if it's dark or not
I'm harder than me tryna park a Dodge
When I'm drunk as fuck
album, Ice Cube, nigga kill at will
Had to balance, Double M is the imperial
Niggas pay respect, they mail it in an envelope
Fucking centerfolds like I
album I copped
The Jungle Brothers Done by the forces of nature'
check out the cover
Afrocentric brothers just as dark as me
Hip Hop a guiding force
Shit get real, in a second
Dark nights, gunfights, shit and piss on the subway
He can lose his life in a eerie minute of one day
Live my whole
lightin' the green
I need the bucket, even though I look right in the beam
Judge find out it's my team, he boost they bails
Niggas throw us on they album
I walk on water
But I ain't no Jesus
I walk on water
But only when it freezes (fuck)
Why, are expectations so high?
Is it the bar I set?
My
'cause I'm coming, it's my album
And for the record, meaning my record, check it
Listen to the single and you'll be like, yo, I gotta get it
But in
each other brothers
Because we are all brothers by god
We must all stand up for each other and are own freedom
Us brothers all have a special place in
and pieces
In war and pieces
Die by my hand in the same dark prison
In your head, you will keep the vision
Leave this life with shattered brain
Slightly
finish it
I feel like Bradley in Limitless
My albums a movie no images yuh
I took a second perfected my craft
Then I come back like I'm swinging a bat
normal, like in dark brown
We're got too many blondes
You going with you, because we are in love
Miranda, I didn't receive your message
I don't use
Room, in the ass I hear, while
I was locked outside with Paula by a mischievous Patty, and my Then girlfriend Prissy was at
Work as a waitress at IHOP
myself
Not those fucking clowns
Who rap about drama or some breakup shit
I don't need those words in my life
I fucking got rebirthed, by the man himself
myself
Not those fucking clowns
Who rap about drama or some breakup shit
I don't need those words in my life
I fucking got rebirthed, by the man himself
you wake, I'll be by your side with breakfast in bed
Big heart na I carry for my chest But if nor you show me love
I go use wetin dey my head
I know my
Way too fly, choppa on fye
Imma get high, so I need me a lighter
I'm so high and I wanna get higher
I'm like Icarus way up in the sky
Ha ha ha, I
not a phony I'll really feel you
That's why I walk and talk to my nation
Wherever they are, in any situation
They usually ask for
but I can't reach
A far cry from it, or it's in my grasp
But as soon as I grab, squeeze
I lose my grip like the flyin' trapeze
Into the dark I plummet
the best don't confuse it
I confuse it, critics be hating
Best album yet but give me the same rating
I'm waiting top of rap Rushmore
Etched in stone runt
jealous of your tender heart
Never forget the person that you are
There's a few times you'll lose your way but I will guide you through the dark
I know that
white family on the block had to adapt to a change
Paranoid of my new surroundings, would they see me the same
By the time I'm in high school, I had
assumption
Listen to my album and you’ll feel how I function
Cuz my rap career is vital and it’s under construction
But it’s just me by myself, all alone in
trains
Before all this pain we all wuz kangz
By the way
Married couples that use the one same
Facebook page are all like Krang
Every gay little page
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