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How did you get out of that?
Because I created a brand
People take for granted how hard it
Is so shout out to
Every woman and man that's won
It's
you for the first time took you by surprise
Felt something for you knew a girl like you was hard to find yeah one a kind
Started spending everyday
big Snoop Dogg
Produced by Niggarachi niggarachi! Entitled
The "Time Is Now"!
Time is now, it's going down, in my town
Time is now cause it's going
It's Hard Being Black
It's Hard Being Black
They love our skin and bones
Til it's time to get a business loan
Gang nem ready to get it on
You not
We have waited for the good one the only one who'll spend his life standing by our side
We have waited had a good time but love's a hoax and our
gather our green, so we can dine and shit
Feed our family by all means, you know that kinda shit
It’s one thing to dream, but it’s another thing to man up
Sometimes simple isn't worth it
Cause all the hard times I've been through
Made me the man I am today
And I ain't nowhere close to perfect
But I'm
with that
Word man I gotta let em know I gotta
Bust this
I used to know this girl by the name of Teresa
I did all I could to make her release her
was in the backs of my classes by the kids having asthma attacks
Cause he panicked every single time he sat on his glasses
Every Wonderland have
at
And don't forget that H, get you smacked in your face
Got so many sons, I was young, now they half my age
90K out in Portugal, smile on my face, backlit stage
We're feeling fine
Our work is more like smoothing up a dime
It's all a sign
Time will tell that hard work makes us shine
We're feeling fine
Our work
afraid at our snarls
Thank God we didn't get beat by the Red Hot Karls
I care about culture of my squad
But after praccy I'm a really need to stretch my
a derelict...
"Zdrastvujtje! My name is Ivan
Is this the right place? I'm here to see a man
A Mr Kashchei", I was invited in
To "The House of Sin"...
Then
out. You know, we've been told to protect our outer man while our inner man is dying. (offstage) Oh, this is the one.
Boy I'll tell ya, God made him for
and his hard, blue
armada shows up all over the world to scare
the shit out of people, blowing people's shit
up, blowing people up and shit, like our
Verse 1 (Neak):
Lost Fathers, I'll say a prayer for you, our Father, please bring us back to the kids that we had lost sight of, no excuse how we
And you haters know my team so hard
And the game man is oh so ours
If you messing with D dot
Ahead of my time my watch is behind me
Get torn when I
with that
Word man I gotta let em know I gotta
Bust this
I used to know this girl by the name of Teresa
I did all I could to make her release her
Hard for a black man
Instead of praying for a change
I think it's time we make a change
Come together
Black Man, white man
Didn't Sam Cook Say
That
a dis is no time to rock
Tick a tick a tock a this a must spliff-a-clock
Excuse me while I light mi likkle ting upon the dock
Time fi mi self ah man
are the times of our lives
We ain't got none to waste
These are the days
That are going to fly by like lightning so they say
These are the nights
Portugal
Where the ocean kissed the southern shore
There a dream I never thought would come to pass
Came and went like time spent through and hourglass
Aw man, know I had to hit 'em with a part three real quick
Let me talk to 'em
I started writing this shit during deep contemplation
Inspired by my
Don't waste no time
We ain't never had shit so we on our grind
Yeah life's a bitch but we still get by
We getting lost in the sands of time
Trying to beat
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