Lyrics:
thinkin about 9
Im thinkin bout 18
Man its my time
To pop up on the scene
And show my fuckin neckless
Come down the boulevard, straight up wreck it
In
by my side
When I'm asleep, I always dream
That you and me were doing our own thang
So is it hard for you to stop by my way
And watch a little TV,
the sins of a reverend for all our irreverence
Does my time spent on earth qualify me for heaven
Did we tick him off by wastin' all of these ticks on this
vigils
Burning us cuz we some lit individuals
Another cry, somebody die
It’s like some missiles
Shot through our heart by some officer’s wit deadly pistols
Uh-huh look
Aye yo man I been working hard lately (Aye yo man I been working hard lately)
Been trying to turn into a star (Been trying to turn into
Times are hard and the money's tight
Day to day, we fight that fight
Nothing new, it's the same old grind
Uphill all the way
Boss man says,
hard times
Oh well
This is a paradise
This is a parallel
Running in circles
Enjoying our time
Avoiding hard times
Oh well
All the glitters ain't gold
Gotta Give Him Praise
It dont matter if them times hard Gotta Give Him Praise
Valley low or on the mountain top Gotta Give Him Praise
Everyday all day man
a rhinoceros for me, Jair Messias. Oh, I like that name. Hasnt he got a lovely name, dont you think? Yes, he has. The music is as always performed by the one man
Time"
"Lee Harvey Oswald was shot."
"I have a dream that my four little children will one day live in a nation where they will not be judged by
Did you go to Portugal to get that perfect tan?
My mother left my old man cause you asked her how she was
And the whole town wants your number cause
be there anymore, we won't be there
So get out of our way, get out of my way
Let us by
We've got better things to do with our time
We don't care
Willie and Laura Mae Jones were our neighbors a long time back
They lived right down the road from us in a shack, just like our shack
The people
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all the time
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Kids screamin' "Daddy, Momma, where the food at?" (I surrender)
Man it makes it kinda hard to believe in (I
I love my hood no other place I'd rather be
Growing up life was hard but it made a man of me
They took our light poles and left us potholes
But we go
Divided us by culture, we just had to do the math
Times getting & my people down bad
Made it through the storm, hard times don't last
It is what it is & we
notes
Just to see the smirk that we'd hold back
So by the time we reached our anniversary
We'd been in love for centuries
Time just slips away when I'm
our genes (Jeans)
To keep that pistol up in our pants
That pistol on a chin
Ask you by a show a hands
Who can kindly guide me
To the safe I know it's
clique I pop my shit nigga don't get hit by the hit man
They don't wanna play with the big man
Nigga make mo noise den a big band
Yea I gotta got hard with
that's major but it
It meant something to me
I remember we talked so much that
The waitress had to come by and tell us
It was closing time You told me
You
to choose
But that shit will never happen got loyalty in my crew
Lil bro like""This shit hard man it probably make the news
Making money through yo music I
It's about that time Diggy
Polow da Don out and over
Pardon, darling
Put me on your line cause my heart is calling
Click over call wait tell
Them
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