Lyrics:
in the living room gin
A life with a plan nine acres on a land
Building self by yourself helpin out a fellow man
Prepare for the essence when
blunts and
Congo drumming, counting stacks by the hundreds
Doobie's coming, so don't act stubborn
Girls by the dozen get the toast uncut
Senorita,
To a place that you only dream of when you're all alone
And you can go by feel
'stead of circumstance
But the power's in beliving
So give yourself a chance
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
, or to another,
or to your brother. You're going to have to learn to sing this song, it goes:
Please don't pass me by,
ah you don't have to sing this .. not for
and the baddest
Hah hah check it out
The rugged 'Rican puts five
To your blunts and
Congo drummin, countin stacks by the hundreds
Doobie's comin, so don't act
you don't work
You can't eat
If you don't work
You can't eat
Get hip to yourself, good God, my brother, and get it from the street
If you don't
know?
Yeah, where do I go?
Yeah, who do I call?
Yeah, just let me know
Don't wanna do it
Burning my thoughts and I'm smoking a doobie
Fooling myself man
funk that can never be faded!
So you can tell by the way I funk my funk
No time for fakes, and no time for punks
Son rolls a thick one, brothers say
I'm sitting by the pool table, heard him say is he Mic?
I turn my waist he shakes my hand and says his name is Micky Kyte
His body language demanded
knees
And I want you to know the
Words when the time comes
'Cause you gotta have to sing it
To yourself, or to another
Or to your brother
You gotta have
hase
You shoes cannot be filled all when it double replace
Nuh bother worry yourself mama
Because me deh mongst mi real brothers
Nuh bother worry
Time went by, turned you into a butterfly
I was still in my cocoon, you know a brother shy
In the shadow of yourself where you live
In the shadow
gotta do is believe, all I gotta do is believe
You come in by yourself and you gon' leave by yourself (you gon' leave by yourself)
You know that pussy
in the living room gin
A life with a plan nine acres on a land
Building self by yourself helpin out a fellow man
Prepare for the essence when
rainbow of mine not a day goes by,
You don't say to yourself am I worthy you sit there hating yourself
Looking at the rest of the world like it owes you
I'm lost in the jungle
Fighting by myself
My brothers gave up on me
So I'm doing it by myself
My momma told me go
And do it by yourself
Make sure
balling or you barely getting by
If you a real smoker all you wanna do is get money and
I'm a doobie brother pass the doobie to me brother
Even when I'm
around, and I couldn't believe this
I swear, I stared, my niece my witness
The brother had it goin' on with somethin' kinda, uh
Wicked, wicked (ooh) had
of a master
You never thought you'd be bodied by a bastard
A bachelor who backspin on breakbeats
Break necks of broke souls who hate me
Hate he? you can't
make you smart
Learn by yourself
No one will make you kind
Be kind yourself
No one will make you happy
Become happy yourself
No one will make you rich
Homie dont sweat yourself
Dont swish urself
Lets light those doobie
Let me buy u a round
Ill be around
Dont get tripped by the thot
Make that shottie
Be yourself
Young nigga be yourself
Oh
Young nigga on that corner he tryna feed himself
He servin packs to get by that boy gone need some help
He
their freedom
So they can grow the F up
You've grow Furies up your whole life
Why can't one of them be your brother
You forgive everyone else but your
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