Lyrics:
just not the same
We slid in the daytime, ain't nobody drop
We slidin' right back, as soon as it's dark
Bitches be geekin', yea, I beat the box
My heart
studied rhymes
(from the greats)
By age twelve I was digging in the
Crates for tapes to rock to
Like Funky Drummеr by James Brown
It was nothin' more
I was in the dark with woods all around
Looking all around, hey what was that sound?
Brother by my side, will we make it home?
I have never felt so
living on the street
Whatchu gon' do, when you're stuck in the heat
Of a drive by, night time, shooting down your wind chimes
Little brother's outside,
poltergeists in the walls of my Home,
You're in hell brother don't forget the demons here Roam,
Doin well? bitch im not can't you tell by my tone?
You didn't
CB on the beat
Uh, Jetski, brr
You ever seen these pregnant bitches in a fist fight?
Huh?
You ever seen two pregnant bitches in a fist fight?
Universal as I stroll down the street
Africas's a bolling over flowing inside of me
I used to sport a curl made by Jerry
A Jerry curl
but as time
all I
Wanna do is chuck it
Bonfire bigger than a rich guys house
Fuggin' rubber baby buggy bumpers
Alan Jackson thumpin' in my
Uncle brother's Hummer
in a black and white the capacity is two.
We're not alone, we're three more brothers, I mean street-brothers.
Now wearin' my dyes, 'cause I'm not
heard me while I cursed the
white minority regime, painted an ill scene
Brothers and sisters over there dyin
Mandela in a cell in Robin Island
Thank God
take it as it comes
Were dancing in the dark
So much pain
My brother look around you
We just take it as it comes
Were dancing in the dark
So much pain
My
to run, nowhere to hide
Once you get slapped by the dark side
I was attacked, not clever to react
Small as a peep, I was deep in solar facts
My escapade
A year done went by, her daughter just turned one (Lord)
And she's still dependent on her mom
Big brother in the streets, he went and bought him a gun
A year done went by, her daughter just turned one (Lord)
And she's still dependent on her mom
Big brother in the streets, he went and bought him a gun
cold and hard
Why you in the dark so long
Why you staying in the dark so long
I done lost everything I thought was anything
Except seeds brothers
shit...Uh
here come the south shit dirty dirty fly shit
this is for them rednecks and brothers with gold teeth
and them south boys on the streets with much
you find you're not an exponent
Doggone it, another gonna mierda on it
Now you're wishin', fishin' you could do this
But on the strength, yo, I think
fishin' in the middle of the ocean
Well I threw out my line
And I got me a shark
And I didn't get home till a-way past dark
He was a man-eater
A tough
I see your face
In the mirror
Looking back at me
And your reflection in the glass
But it isn't me
I scream inside
Trapped by dark forces
It isn't
brother a felon
If he lie on my name, put five in his melon
Murder on my mind, I feel like Melly
If he talk that shit, I bet you gon' regret it
My shoes
me
Is it enough to take me fishin' or throw a football in the street
If I'm a little short then how much more does daddy need
To spend some time
from the airport if I wanna
[?] fishin' for plugs, we coulda died in California
I don't give a fuck, I want my daughter to witness
Get a man who like
on the bench
Stackin' on my block like Khloe,
Tristan Thompson in the gym
Ain't no one to watch me,
who responsible for him?
She left me out so I went in
Just
my son
Aight send that boy
Yeah, that's my lil son, he dumb
Referee official, stretch you out, he dumb
He ridin' round with a fishin' pole
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