Lyrics:
say I came late
Bitch, I'm right on time
Let's get back to basics
Here by G-O-D's grace
Y'all niggas still live in the matrix
I ain't ever matriculate
It's us, Wamba
Sit down, I'm racist
Sit down, I'm racist
Sit down, I'm racist
Sit down, I'm racist
Rosa Parks, in the back
I'm in the front, I don't
Spanish with the plug havin' convos
Bleek Lair ran lips, hit the line every morning cause they know I keep the lean by the carload
In the top, hit
to stay away from Bullshit
Middle fingers high to sky
Real nigga til the day that I die
I was born in a city ain't no pity
You'll die if you cry
Long live
and off the molly tab
I'm by the bar lookin' Swedish in the trench coat stupid
The only one drinkin' mango lassi in the bullpen
My lips are sealed like
and off the molly tab
I'm by the bar lookin' Swedish in the trench coat stupid
The only one drinkin' mango lassi in the bullpen
My lips are sealed like
for my village, yeah
I do it for my pe (Aye, yes, sir)
And the blood drippin' by the gallons (Grr)
Dolo in the whip, I solo any clique
It's not
to the median, park it halfway between the streets
So passing by vehicles can crash into it! Ha!
Back to Bad Behaving as I'm back on the beat!
The neighborhood
water
Doubt spark in South Park, it's worse after dark
Went to jail for tryin to breed a pitbull with a dead shark
A fingernail file takes care of your
got the real live shit from front to back
To my people in the world, where the fuck you at?
Where my niggas is at?
Where my niggas is at?
Where
I live on the west side, by the county reservoir
And she lives down on depot street, behind the city hall
Behind the city hall
Her father's name
and Hope will be occupying the centre of the park, looking to unlock the opposition with their creative interplay, whilst Sancho, who comes in for
lonely
Park dom live long stay pozi
O.p.s.i.t.p
Ou's parking swak in the pozi
Durban, cpt, jozi
We parking dom at pozi
O.p.s.i.t.p
No gwaaiz no dop by
the microphone let me hold that
And I'm a show that I feel the rhythm in vibe
Those who drive by park they're
Cars and come inside
'Cause I'm attractive but not in
days
Meet me in King Circle park by the empty lot
Right across the street from Sonny Man house
Right by Kawasaki and Sonny Beal
By the cold cup lady
to hate me
And I don't know why I step outside and feel The light then
Let it get diminished by the ones that I invite in
And I feel it every time inside,
How Im Feeling On A Friday
Riding Down The Highway Bumping Hennessy Hokage
I don't care what you do; Ima do it my way
Ima Make a Theme Park Look Like
the park
Picking forget-me-nots in the dark
We can explore the world in our heads (Head)
Live out our dreams, better than the ones in bed
Through boundless
down like James Brown
Or Chucky Brown or Troy Brown, I could make me another movie
In the jacuzzi and blast like a uzi, nigga I get free in the movies
ahead of my time
Now you can move to the Back of the line
Took me a L in the whitey design
No holdin' me down, I'm Back on the grind
Nigga I done made it
congratulations
On the Hill
We label that as hating
In the flesh you are staring down greatness
For that bag
Kunta Kinte
Yeah I'm slaving
Ran the rock off the block
Park did quick to spark kids who start shit
See me, only me
The Under-boss of this holocaust
Truly yours, Frank White
We got the real live shit
car in park and wait while my foot's still on the break
Won't let me write
I can never get you right
I think I want you by my side tell me how to live
and look where we at
the bottom, simple as that
I'm bringing it back to the fore-front
like Luke in the 2 Live Crew days
he's the one that's got these mami's
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