Lyrics:
Because I got beat with my mama's belt
But I learned from my mistakes
Try hard to respect people for what they believing in
But if you spit on my fucking
For the brotherhood of fatherhood
R.I.P. to Eric Powell. Rest well. Yeah
One time for the Babas on the front line. (Yeah)
Two times for the fathers
are for keepsakes
We’re artifacts when they see us
They’re quick to bid you buenos dias
Yemzala (aw’mamel)
Ang’keti kutotsetsa amacalala (awume)
a foreword by Colin Powell
Make it make sense
Soon as we hit grade ten
That youthful smile turns to a scowl at the situation
Oh this buffoonery
Generational
tical man and funk docta
[Method Man]
Every time I turn around somebody in my business
Time for you to testify can I get a witness
Actin like
brother
I.C.U., my sheisty crew, like ice me too
I break your legs, leave your eyes slightly blue
The Doc is born with a grenade palm
I'm concurrent in
brother
I.C.U., my sheisty crew, like ice me too
I break your legs, leave your eyes slightly blue
The Doc is born with a grenade palm
I'm concurrent in
for that
(I'm proud for that)
Don't throw me away I'm still with you and I will never turn my back
(Uhh........ Uhh...Uhh...Uhh)
My soul, yeah
(Tutu,
just make you wanna kill a man
And let the .38 spin like a ceiling fan
Separate your body from soul, soul from Earth
Roll a blunt with your remains
in?
My bag, shit
I don't care what you've been told
I won't cower, I won't fold
Heal my spirit, break my mold
Kill my demons, claim my soul
(It's
Serenades how I set da mood
I wanna go all in all with you
I got time for ya
Da sex doc bring da pleasure through
I gotta consult with you
I got time for ya
the bath
I did you dirty you gon
need a pair of docs in masks and nurses in mass to heal you but you ain't gonna last
It's time to finish you off bout
(g-g-geah)
I'm in your hood (g-g-geah)
If you a gangsta, what you hid for?
Somebody better get bruh 'fore he get sent for
Say you wanna squash it (ayy,
No I'm never discouraged
For He watches over my soul
I'm never defeated
For He watches over my soul
My soul
He watches over my soul
My soul
He
better tell everybody too dude,
Im a psycho & i might go tie you to the light post
Leave a crow by the eye hole for survival leave a bible
Now hes looking
dealin' with you kinda makes me wonder
Exactly where yeah does my time go (and no, no)
I can't believe the things that you be doin' for me
Knowin' in yo'
and so wide.
Seek you here, baby,
Be-ah-uh baby, in my arms all night.
Soul standing by.
Yes, I'll be there anytime.
Yes, I'll be there if you cry.
be Dapper Dan
Now hear the diaper, cause I'm a sniper
You want to get hyper?
Prepare for hyperspace and just flow with the bass
And fall in place, just
soul (Ey ey)
I sold my soul for the fame
All of my niggas in jail
None of them getting no bail
Spoke to my nigga, he pale
I know that he's losing faith
or college, you see
Watch your self-care, too beautiful for resting in peace
I'm so amazing, you should be patient!
'Cause good things take time for making
I'm
that's what I'm all about
And if you really hate you got a problem, wow
You don't wanna innovate, just wanna slack around
In position for a large amount
rounds
Of that underground sound
You need to open your eyes
Realize and recognize
Throw your hands in the air lick a shot for J5
I'm all the way
the last one
Heard that before from my day ones
You fuck up i take blame once
Struggle with pay every same month
Arriving back at the deep end
Accompanied by
that cash
Now his cash gone
Send a bitch to the doc
To slap a ass on
Bygones can't be bygones
Please don't try none
All we do it by guns
Pray soul live
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