Lyrics:
soldiers on the front line
Doing what you got to do to get by (listen)
This is for the struggle it don't stop
This one's for Malcolm, Martin and Tupac
We've got a long way to go
When snow hits the asphalt, cold looks and bad talk come
We've got a long way to go
It's beyond Martin Luther, upgrade
We've got a long way to go
When snow hits the asphalt, cold looks and bad talk come
We've got a long way to go
It's beyond Martin Luther, upgrade
slap ya like D-Bo
Go in his pocket, go in his drawers, go in his watch
Where that fetti mayne, told ya it's a recession mayne
Lay it down, lay it down
and go (And go!)
Step, step (Step)
Get to steppin' like Martin (Like Martin)
Step, step (Step)
Get to steppin' like Martin (Uh, uh)
Conflict of interest
Mike Martin's risen
Slicing Mumble rappers up with sharp precision
I'm going to begin this attack with a large incision
And after that you can expect
to take a nigga soul away, beg your pardon
Big body Rolls give me road rage
Swervin' in an Aston Martin, nigga, beg your pardon
Heard somebody said I
Ayo
Aye aye aye
Tell me where to go
Tell me where to go
Look, aye
Tell me where to go from here is we really asking
Tell me how you stop all these
sloppy
Followed by two big Chevrolets and I
Keep big sticks in the Masi'
75K for this new drip, hope you don't slip
Tell 'em be cautious wah ah ah ah ah ah
na manuchim soh soh soh soh
Manu manu manuchim soh soh soh soh
Tell them say na manuchim soh soh soh soh
Oh na na na
My people is not by me it's be …
I
and I see children with a knife
Martin tell you likkle fool the golden rude boy it ain´t nice
Jondo stop dem Jah Jah fe cure dem
Text By Hasan
you pull up in a Taurus, Ford (Focus)
You still can't afford this (Aston)
I just pulled up in a Martin, no Lawrence (yeah, aight)
I'm on tour like
to take a nigga soul away, beg your pardon
Big body Rolls give me road rage
Swervin' in an Aston Martin, nigga, beg your pardon
Heard somebody said I
was sure to go"
"The Distinguished Flying Cross upon Colonel Charles A. Lindberg"
"Panicked investors ordered their brokers to sell at whatever
Ya we never gon' shout
I was always on another level you can never reach
I could probably school all yall but id never teach
You can tell by my face
Homies dead and I miss 'em
Rest caught up in the system
Trayvon Martin in a hoodie, MAC with a fully, I won't be a victim
Pyrex stove in
My name is Jackie Jenkins Jr.
cnd I go to sleep with my glasses on.
I don't do it by accident though.
I do it because I want to see my dreams clear.
feel like Martin Lawrence
She got the love falling outta my hands
I do wanna tell her but she just be knowing
And I take the bullet I fix all
stay away (Far away)
But you don't listen and you stay with me
No matter the lies that are told by Raheem
Yeah Ooh oh
Cause I no be quty wey go sing
to see what he's seen
But then I'd take 'em right back to see Martin Luther's dream
I'd dream that I could tell Martin Luther we made it
But half of my
Mothafucka then you last
Yo, I say if you ain't first then you last
They tellin' me go fast like
They tryna make me crash
I'm in the Aston Martin wit 200
an endorsement
I'm tryna go to the 'lot, buy his and hers new Porsche's
Marry her for one year then I'm gonna get divorced quick
No Aston Martin I come through in
my dirty Jesse James
The CEO of dirty and he go by Cornell Haynes
Mean-mugging all you niggas like I hopped up out your dame
I'm like uh-oh, there
I'd take 'em right back, to see Martin Luther's dream
I'd dream that I could tell Martin Luther we made it
But half of my black brothers are still
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