Lyrics:
Meditate meditate meditate meditate meditate meditate meditate uh
I got the power to control my life and my thoughts and I will hold it down in my
with the day,
Wise men endorse the poet's sight.
Do you believe in the day? do you? believe in the day!
Let me tell you the tales of your life
yeah, pull up with the broom do a street sweep (sweep sweep)
Shit did it this cece (coco)
Swag on repeat (drip drip)
Day by the day (day by the day
Hu...i said come to my Sunday service
Nigga seen who the reverend was then they got nervous
The niggity nasty Jim Jones
Boot ya in the head,
Steal toes
one by one
You already know before it's begun
So before it's all said and done
You either fight or be living your life on the run
This vocal violence,
thugged out wit' life til' the day that we die
Tattoos on my arm nigga stomach and back
They cocking Tech-9's like a mechanic cock a car-jack
Jackie Lynton-Chrysalis Music Ltd.
Jerimiah said his peace and fell back in the road
He was shot by Coulee Reese
Who they nick-named Jack The Toad
Step Twelve
I know you're ready to become a disci disciple,a lonely little reverend
making his way day by day,in the congregation
Hustling a dollar
knuckleheads
We gon' play for dooms and I assume
We get radar on fool in dem livin' rooms
Bet, motherfucker ain't fin' ta be runnin' around here drippin' sweat
..living week by week living day by day doing what I gotta do to get my furtunate fame but I'm lost in th system not made for me so I'm suppose to break
Hey hey hey daddy x daddy x
hey daddy x, put those fools in check
Live while you live you gotta live your life while you're here
Time is all I got I
on the East Side
In the city by the sea
Bros killing bros while others getting money
Slowly falling off living life like zombies
Looking so stupid but thinking
more about life on the streets than in school
Sweet Mama didn't raise no fool (No she didn't)
Hahahaha...
Ooooohhh...
Some folks cheat and some folks
looking at myself in the truck
My reflection's (still grimy)
Oscar the Grouch's worms (still slimey)
I got a jones for Miss Piggy's ham hiney (pause)
I
on the phone
What's up John, where the green, and I ain't gon' ask you twice
Bring it over by yourself, or I'll take your momma's life
In the life
on my window
So you see a n**** shining in the Benzo
Balling! Got me feelin' like Jim Jones, I'm a pimp though
No limp though, couldn't copy my style
on my window
So you see a nigga shining in the Benzo
Balling! Got me feelin' like Jim Jones, I'm a pimp though
No limp though, couldn't copy my style
boys crumble and fold when push come to shove
The DA, wants you in the box for the rest of your life
Now you tellin' on your team before they read you
Cut Man
A dollar and a dream, nigga, to the top
Shout out my uncle Dretty
Drive around in that amber like
Getting high all day how we get it up
Shout
In attempts to moderate they ask why we don't write love songs.
What is it that we sing then?
Our love of life is total, everything we do is
How do I survive each day
Livin' ghetto life
Twist me up a fat ass J
And livin' indo high
How do I survive each day
Livin' ghetto life
Twist
How do I survive each day
Livin' ghetto life
Twist me up a fat ass J
And livin' indo high
How do I survive each day
Livin' ghetto life
Twist
habit Love tight blue jeans on a cute cowgirl
I got this honky-tonk habit I can't shake my Jones for Ernest and Merle
I used to drink a filth of jack
of sex, if man could overthrow it
He'd be king in a day, no way. We get rich, hard, give it away
We're weak and as we speak, the girls are hawkin'
Sizin' me
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