Lyrics:
have no names
And freight yards full of old black men
And the graveyards of the rusted automobiles
Good morning, America
How are you?
Say don't
(salute)
In a way music raised me I listen to it daily,,
My professors were Shady and Jay-Z, (uh)
After grade school
Wasn't watching cartoons, (nope)
I
Ready to beat them bad days
I know I'm seeing a good friend through you man
cnd we gonna make it over and over
We all got problems it can't remain
much hope
(They say) jay z is the devil deep down to his soul
I could care less these bills getting old
Gas has a price i dont wanna pay, but if im
Where we call the cops to eighteen
Hop out vans and we spray things (Brrrrrt)
Know it sound like the art of war
But its just a quote from Jay-Z (Where
Verse
God bless
the Nas', Jay-Z's,
The Biggie's,
the Pac's,
The old school Puff Daddy's, the Twista's, The LOX
the doctor dre's
I'm talkin' bout
rock with you with me
Back when a Old E 40 was $2.50
Tipsy, with a high guard, but some habits they die hard
Lettin' bygones be bygones, like Jay-Z
ain't have a 9 on me, they was lyin' on me
Court day with my old bird, they was spyin' on me
Tried to set me up, plantin' coke in my pocket
The beast pat
sober
At the end of the day it's
Yeah gwola gwola guap over drama drama
Mashala shala need it by the hour hour hey
Fuck you pay me if you owe me better
your pride aside
Keep me in your life
Keep me by your side
From Day to Night
We cruising and we vibin down the streets of Old Manhattan
Then I wake up,
I'm crazy like a fiasco
That kid is blanco
I ain't welcomed
Hollow points
Lord I need you to save me
So many people have 'em praise me
I ain't Jay Z
me these days the price is up the bag is bigger it's a half a million or meeting Jay z for dinner nigga
It's cancel they scamming pulling up spinning
care if the money's no good
You take what you need and you leave the rest
But they should never have taken the very best
The night they drove old Dixie
My girl go bad in a good way
She don't like it when we play the kid board games
My girl she bad in a good way
Leave good for the old days
What do we
of our population
I got lucky
There's a lot of people streaming it
Who usually perform hip-hop, old school and new styles of rap
Anytime an old guy like me
the good days yeah
But those were the past days oh
But I guess time flies by oh
I know it was an all time high oh
You know it was real cause I didn't Have
twenty-five words
And uh, I couldn't do it, I wrote out five pages
And uh, I have it here
It's uh, have it by accident, actually, ha
But-but I, I-I'd like
gone good old days
everybody's tryin to be brave in the face of all this hate
i wish i had something to break
and i bet it's kinda funny,
no matter
back
Help me to Cairo, make Saint Louis by maself
Git to Cairo, find ma old friend Jeff
Gwine to pin maself close to his side
If ah flag his train, I
of you who care enough to wonder why
Let me tell you
It all started back in 1957 when ole Walt Disney took him by surprise
Thats the day Old Yeller died
where
The fuck would I be?
I ain't no Biggie, Nas, or Jay-Z
I am me Faez One Q-D nigga
There comes a day in your life when you wanna kick back
Straw hat on the porch when you old perhaps
Wanna gather your thoughts, have a cold one
off the teflon
Bouta pour one back cause my day getting long
Im sitting on the backstreet playing my old song
Niggas group hopping they don't know what
We were hungry just barely alive
By May tenth Richmond had fell
It was a time I remember oh so well
The night they drove old Dixie down
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