Lyrics:
to tell if it's not
I just told her when she's down there she could do right by me back
I been a little nasty ass kid since the mid 90's staring at the baby
the plan
If you playing bitch you going back to your man
But if you staying you need to meet my other bitch
You ain't cool with her
You can't fuck with
Now old Jack Johnson
He was the toughest man in the whole wide world,
He used walk around whoppin' people up side the head
Makin' all sorts
She had always been mistreated by the others
Sometimes even by her Father
Her father never really gave her the attention she needed
All she needs is
Tell her your secrets, your dreams, and your goals
Supporting each other, let life unload
For the love of a wombman is worth more than gold
She's
her dead
All her dead
I tasted waters from her well
I've been blinded by her spell
Feel the pain through other's eyes
The endless agony of life
You heard me nigga
This bitch right here a curvin' nigga
You can play it Wednesday
You can see by Thursday nigga
Walk around and take some
I split
even our toothpaste.
We got to know each other by caressing each other's scars
Avoiding getting too close to know too much
We wanted happiness to be
the four, we go way back
Hopping out that Maybach, whoa
I ain't Superman, nigga, I can't say that, ho
I got Henny by the leader, hella mama sees her
If she
Then my life in that man hands, while he just decidin
Niggaz bleed just like us
I'd rather go toe to toe with all of y'all
Runnin ain't in my protocol
the summer and into the fall
Their love was there to see
And they promised each other forever more
Down by the mighty sea
Oh father, father, her mother cried
8:46 i look thru the list
Of children of god police couldn't co exist w
I'm on my Medgar (Evers) & Malcolm (x) shit
Scribe by my lonely uptown in
to that, 'cause they created it
She's never married to you, she's married to the game
So the man with the most knowledge is also married to the game
Nigga
to that, 'cause they created it
She's never married to you, she's married to the game
So the man with the most knowledge is also married to the game
Nigga
Come from a bag of winners all bad beginnings
Good girl but she bad intentions
Pillow pin her get her out her denim give her what I got what I got
know Pudgie, who rock the old rugby, kinda chubby
Timbs always muddy, and his wiz is kinda ugly
Him and his man Dudley got killed in an accident
Late
gon' be litty
Vintage pieces by the time she hit the city, yeah-ah
Vintage frames, I see nobody fuckin' wit' him
Pretty thug, out the third ward, hit
She spent half of her life a lookin for a better half to make her whole
Now she spends all her nights waitin' for a man who won't come home
She had
were deflateable, she dint say nothin'...jes kept her face open like dis... waitin' fo de salami dat never 'rived! now she fuckin' d
Efcase, dumpin' de
Outside, fuck it man I'm outside
What's it like to be an outcast
Look Mrs. Jackson, I'm way past that
Haven't seen B and Mo in a minute
Had to stop
Whole towns of me not resting in peace under white man-made lakes across the United States
I, nurse, cry, as I send black queer boy off with Po-Po
Cuffed
so bright
The lights were gaily glowing as they stood there side by side
''Let's drink a toast to this young man and to his lovely bride.''
Just then
Yeah, yeah
I feel you
They underestimate me
Future Hendrix
Stunna man what it do now?
Yeah, yeah, yeah Woo!
Even I look at my diamonds
Sometimes
a better man like you did
I miss you and wish you could just meet each other
Cause I bet you would’ve loved her
Dad I bet you would’ve loved her
Bridge
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