Lyrics:
the 4-4
Too high, can't come down
Losing my head, spinning round and round
Too high, can't come down
Losing my head, spinning round and round
Pray for me
individual
It's like they love you then they hate you
And they throw you in that prison
Ion going down alone he coming with me if we flipping
Get your bread by
the couple can't seem
To agree, Nicki, who is dressed in a black
T-shirt that says "FEELING
MYSELF, " cheerfully suggests that they poll
The room the producer,
Throw down your rag and get
On the right track, man
It's time to fight, unite and be a black man
Tone-Loc is on a positive change
Cause remember, we're
lazy
Wanna have my baby, ain't gone get me locked down
I can't get locked, hold my glock
Ima come down, hustlin rocks on my block
Cause they gone
when you’re feeling alone
Miss me when you’re feeling alone, lone, lone, lone
White dress, black veil
Makeup running down in a matte stain
Red lips, red
loud
We the only ones in the house
I can help you body wind down
Make this bottle disappear right now
Get comfortable, comfortable
Get comfortable,
And soldiers show that there bowdy rowdy
When I come around
I'm mr. waump waump
The one tighter than some new j's
Bout getting some to plays
That get me funky
your people when you walk down a block
Here in America you have drug spot
They get the black cop, to watch the drug spot
The black drug dealer just
have my baby, ain't gone get me locked down
I can't get locked, hold my Glock
Ima come down, hustlin rocks on my block
Cause they gone pay, gonna make my
rockstar
Black boy, black boy, we don't get your culture and
We don't care what our government's done to fuck you over, man
Don't tell us your
to civilize you
Not walk on by you
Like civil-(lies do get you black listed) it'll
Be unlucky for you like a black cat
A panther
Revolution is the answer
matters to me
As long as you know life matters
Your life matters
Black life matters to me
Tell it to the rage
Burning down, growing deeper inside me
Speak
that
Lead chin check
To your dome its on black
Respect me zone or get caught back handed leather strap
Hit ya so hard knocked flat broke by a bloke
Melodically and sonically the best and
Ironically was choir boy MVP
You can't tempt me i used to get head by the
Pews during father franks hour-long homilies
a switch off the tree for ya grand momma
I'm black than trap music and crack users
I'm black like BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM Get down nigga they shootin
I'm
boyfriend, you gon' to be by your damn self
While I'm in my Benz with your friend
And she bout to get nervous
Baby I don't want nothing but some mouth
boyfriend, you gon' to be by your damn self
While I'm in my Benz with your friend
And she bout to get nervous
Baby I don't want nothing but some mouth
Let me smoke a blunt right now and get in my zone
Akademiks said Freddie Gibbs got beat up by Jim Jones (word)
I'm not a big fan of his the streets
the 4-4
Too high, can't come down
Losing my head, spinning round and round
Too high, can't come down
Losing my head, spinning round and round
Pray for me
another round for me)
She said she can take this D, take the D (she said she can take it)
She got them thunder thighs
I'm just tryna get struck by some
own can't handle it
Hand on chin to keep my head up
Ain't no time to kick my feet up
Barely get to roll my weed up
Stole my art supplies
Had to get by
And it stay around
Pointin' to the joint, put the Buddha down
Goin', goin', gettin' to the roots
Ain't givin' it up
So turn me loose
But then again I
Can't you feel by how I'm linked in?
(Ooh ah ah ah) once I get that twitch
That's how you tell that I been drinkin'
Think I fucked a lot of wives, the
Way
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