Lyrics:
Aiyo, come on home wit us man Harlem World U.S.A. man
Take a walk wit us on our block man, See how we live, DIP SET!
Yo, yo, Come on home wit me,
sterilized rather than wear 21 abortions tees
If you don't want to have kids, rather than kill kids
If my people who are called by my name shall pray
Churches
the news
Yeah, man, there's hope for you
You just got to get up and dance
cnd maybe read some books by Malcolm Nance
Red chips exploded all over the world
Blue sky
Woah lord lord, bun up
Demarco, Beenie man sing fi di gal dem (Zagga)
Gyal you man a take care of you so you nah deprive him
Designer you
A real man takes responsibility
Helping the community
Bringing all this unity
You out here tryna be a shooter
Then you get shot
You're all up in
know how we do when the young niggas peel out
Don't squeal [undecipherable]
[Ice-T]
If you niggas don't know you should know by now
Ice got more
good so you can neva kick it wimme
You can never kick it
You ain't fuckin wimme nigga, you can never unzip it
Haha
My mans has you beat by a landslide
to the civil rights
Of women
Make diversity legal
Make it finally understood
Through the civil rights of women
And if you don’t like abortion
Don’t have
Beautiful Black mothers, you raised so many of us
They built abortion clinics by your house to take you from us
Beautiful Black fathers, I know your back
Yo! Of course I saw when Gwen Stefani grab him by him tie
And carry him and introduced him to the naked guy and said don't be shy
Weh yuh tink
How you gonna take this? like a man or a bitch?
You gon' get it on nigga or you gon' snitch?
I represent niggas in the hood gettin' rich
Man, I
thirsty and they looking for a refill
If the gang eatin, guns barking at your doggie bag
Get took out for your take out now you carry out
Murder by
frisking down the Muslims
White supremacists is running as Republicans
Pro-lifers got a win with abortions
Bout to be more babies
Raised by the government
the man man on fire
Kill your style like abortion
Bitch I'm the shit bitch I'm the shit
Bitch I'm the shit i ain't worried bout shit
Bitch I'm the shit
oh let me take her out Benihama's
Oh let me get some lotion and
Motherfucker, I don't even know ya ho
She fucked me off my man deal
Fuck is
tell my mom where I've gone
I can't tell anyone at all you see
My best friend Sam was raped by a man that
We knew 'cause he worked
In the after-school
of it hmmm
It's getting shattered like broken glass hmmm
Several centuries of slavery
Man oh man
Almost no where to learn about it
Man oh man
Don't tell
talkin' really and I need it, mon
Flows, I kick 'em freely mon, especially off Remi, mon
Keys to my Beemer, mon, holla at Beenie Man
See me, mon,
yet, get down on all fours and take a vow to always
Rejoice in the sound of my voice, bitch, you don't have a choice
Just a third of my will will
out
Roll up the ski mask to beanie once I'm off the scene
Beanie Sigel, Beenie Man but me I'm more like Billie Jean
Every step I take is lit, no wonder
talkin' really and I need it, mon
Flows, I kick 'em freely mon, especially off Remi, mon
Keys to my Beemer, mon, holla at Beenie Man
See me, mon,
holla at Beenie Man
See me, mon, cheifin', rollin' deeper than any mon
Through Jennings, mon, through U-City back up to Kingsland
With nice players,
world
That's a given
Take what i want
I don't need your permission
Ol' girl had to leave
She ain't play her position
Does she realize what the f*** she is
the sands
Can I be the greatest out?
Man of course a nigga can, fuck
Ay, Darwin from that East Side
They don't fuck with B signs
All we had was ramen
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