Lyrics:
got a chinese Elvis painted by Norman Rockwell
His part tonight will be played by Richard Pryor
The Mason Dixon line divides
The free from all
Still made my way brick by brick
To the top pass the tip
This can't be good as get
Fear nun what you scared of
Grip the cutta like a bear hug
Lost him
lunch
We were down bad, on our luck
And if you judge a book by its cover, you couldn't see we had it rough
Back then I felt like money was a myth
Cause we
honey
Think I'm gonna have to leave here for a while
All you hear are hard luck stories
And the ways I look at life
And the way I think the world
paranoia, Damn
All the money, all the
Woman, all the bottles
All the niggas in the club
I remember there was hating and
The same motherfuckers showing love
Elders watch your step
Cause you let us fall to hard we don’t recognize your stander
We hold the sword over top of your head little children are mason
If you lose your woman, please don't lose your mind
If you lose your woman, please don't lose your mind
Don't cower down yourself indeed
You don't
a bowling pin
She sat in the kitchen with a bottle of gin
Who does he think that he's kidding in ridding
The woman by which he was bitten
You're getting
want hoes only in for the money,
Yeah I'm just tryna find yeah a certified
Aye
Yeah a certified piece by my side every week
A woman who's loyal, who'll
[Chorus]
Pullin' away, he's pullin away. Now his wagons are loaded, he's pullin' away.
Hard luck is the fortune of all woman kind. They're always
deep
I roll one deep
I roll one deep
Rollin'
Roll by myself in a city of hate
Know many relate cause it's magnified when they consider you great
See
Shaking it, Shame on you,Shame on us
The devil came to town
He's shaken them,
I said don't play wit us
Mason wants us all gone by tonight, but I am
Wow! You'd kill for a spot by her side in the park on a day like this, I know it
Oh my! The trees and the sky and the sunshine, I'mma surprise her,
high,
Jah Rhastafari,
Christ, took a sip of the Amaretto,
Passed it down the table said today I'll be betrayed by one you twelve disciples
Give me
Jah rhastafari,
Christ, took a sip of the amaretto,
Passed it down the table said today I'll be betrayed by one you 12
Disciples
Give me a clue who
lady luck will hear my wish's
Instead of treatin me like a stranger
And Mr.Death plucks my people one by one
It's a cold world, and i'm one of the last
So
Daddy pulled up
Told me he proud of me keeping up grade he said hop in the truck
See my face got lit up
Knowing my father recognized the hard work
Y'all should of seen us
Niggas actin like they got problems But they don't pull up
If ah nigga tryna come holla? Tellem good luck
Dats right, we fuckin
to the skyline, psychopaths excel here
Colognes worn by narcissists that attract luck and repel fear
Dwell in this foul air polluted with corruption
A plain Jane
Spent most of my life
Trying to get the strength to put out my light
Suicidal minded no it's not right
Blinded by strife my fire ignites
They put me
and the stars
the sun's being eaten by Jupiter, Mars
who provides stupider bars
we all focus on the wrong things
if money is king in your world
then your vision
your deal
Forget a rep i keep it real
Simple man nomad from the land i copy no man
I'm stuck in this jam and its forced by the man
I was born sick of it
Yo what's up?
Hey what's up?
I just wanted to come over here and introduce myself
My name is Erica Mason
When I saw you I was just like wow
If I
Must channel all this mental pain
Rap and vent all day
Til it's coming down hard like torrential rain
Red Clouds in the sky, an eventful page
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