Lyrics:
the bank teller racist
All this dang patience is making us complacent
Tried to speak my mind, but I know it wouldn't change
(If that ain't blues, I say
That’s the hood that I grew in
That’s the hood that I grew in
Father, forgive them
For they do not know what they’re doing
SE14 that’s the hood that
drummer beater
Brown sugar is sweeter beats by Peter
Like I said before, thump in my trunk
That's all I really need and
A bag of blue funk
La la la la la
Yea...
I received your call
I saw your text
Why can't you be
Involved more
Like all the rest
Of the fathers
I'm constantly bothered
By all their questions
my boy?
Did anyone say anything to you?
Have you been hurt?
When consoled by his mother, Dhruva's grief increased.
Why is my father so unloving,
And there we were, screamin', "Black Lives Matter" in the crowd
By the Old Man River, and I saw you saw who I am
God, I wish I was with my father
He could
flashes by
Mom's tired, dad's fired, all they ever do is fight
And a bullet's headin' for you, as your life flashes
My father's Father told my father what
find the self and make a killing.
I hope flesh and earth ain't the same as blood and soil
cause I still can't stop. I'm gone with y'all even when
we
mommas who had to swallow all the pain
Or the system that drove me to slang
Y'all don't know about the game
I was young when I first had a kid
Three of em
discovered is y'all snitch lovers
I might speak, but I don't fuck with nobody
See what Doug, Jimmy & L.A. don't know
These youngins crossed the line with
discovered is y'all snitch lovers
I might speak, but I don't fuck with nobody
See what Doug, Jimmy & L.A. don't know
These youngins crossed the line with
This song right here,
Is dedicated to the president of the United States of America
Y'all might know him as George Bush
But where I'm from,
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah father, I stretch
Yeah
You know, I'm going to be alright
I don't understand, I don't understand
But there's something there
I
know what all your mother has said
And I don't want to cast any blame or point a finger
I just don't want your father to be such a fucking stranger
So, I
slams
I'm not a butt nut you know that I never bang
But I lick more coochie than K.D. Lang
But I'm not gonna kick an X-rated rap
And even if I did
Bright blue ribbon round the bark
That saw you slip into the dark
Eighteen years ago when you became a ghost
And why do I feel like I know you?
Cause I
the same old ground
Don't know why I'm still around
Lord knows that I shouldn't
The things I regret
The things that I couldn't
Pile up on top of me
So heavy
what you paid for
Ain't that you reap just what you saw
You won't get everything you pray for
Surprises me you don't know by now
I need something
and on the Coffindaffer crosses by the road
And I was just a kid with gel in my hair and mother gave me money for the tolls
Y'know the whole world over's just a parting
Better not hear you got caught up, I beat yo' ass
You better not run to your father, I beat yo' ass
You know my patience runnin' thin
I got beaucoup
Better not hear you got caught up, I beat yo' ass
You better not run to your father, I beat yo' ass
You know my patience runnin' thin
I got beaucoup
of comprehensive layers just sort
Of living harmoniously" When Ocean says
He worries a rap number called "Blue
Whale" is "risky because I'm rhyming
" Pharrell shakes
It's NewDisguise
Crazy D. O
Ayy, Dear Mama
We Love You
What's her favorite color?
I know it's baby blue
I know she mad I didn't go to SLU
I know she
the Lord knows (why we do what we do)
Only the Lord knows (why we do what we do)
Only the Lord knows why we do what we do
And now I'm asking him this
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