Lyrics:
change a nigga life right
What up Vanessa, I loved you that one semester
Thanks to my profession I balled like Uncle Fester
Thinkin about the board I
goin' on (someone speaks in background) about, but 'e didn', but 'e didn' deserve it. All 'e's tryin' t'do is relay a message from me to you, right? N' 'e
plans, no men
We gotta get out
(I don't live here, I am out)
I'm talkin' about gettin' in the mix
Mackin', you know what I'm sayin'?
Gettin' with some
Either way, will you do what He's called you to do, or will you just complain about your Life and not make any changes (Changes)
All you do is feed me with
forget about the deen, Sirat al-Mustaqim
Yo, it's about a thing, uh, yo
If you feel real good wave your hands in the air (yo, yo, what? What? What?)
her acting concerned and then wrote I'm thinkning of fucking you and she was really hurt, I felt bad but I didn't tell Ibby, but he snaked me with
Aaliyah?"
I said "love"
She said "What about the tape?"
I said "hush"
I said my lawyer said "don't say noth'"
But I can tell you I've been set up (up)
I
we ride and roll if he fake, he foe
If he real let the story be told
In a land where you will be exposed
OGs, hood rats, and the punk po-pos
Hard
after your kid
Started making creepy announcements
About the malevolent presence hanging around the house
(Which you are pretty sure he does not mean
[Verse 1]
D.J. Doc you know he's down with us
D-Square, he's down with us
Keyboard Money Mike, is down with us
I.C.U., you know he's down with us
artists don't always burn
You're just another rapper who's had his turn
Now it's my turn, and I am concerned
About idiots posing as kings
What are we
need to learn?
Old School artists don't always burn
You're just another rapper who's had his turn
Now it's my turn, and I am concerned
About idiots
Mama, mama, you know I'm still friends with Mickey
They say that I shouldn't like him anymore, 'cause I'm all white
Well, he's allright by me
Don't
He asked me why I be so fly, I ask him why he ain't
Man I'm popping all these colors Sherwin-Williams feel like paint
Why he always try to be me?
he ain't talkin' 'bout shit
Drop a brick in the toilet, he ain't talkin' 'bout shit
That shit don't pop in the hood, man
You talkin' about
scratched
In fact, now that I think, back, I was gettin macked
by a tender, oh yeah now I remember
Vanessa from Maryland, aggressive and tanned
It was
pass the test because 1520 Sedgwick was where I was blessed. All you Mc's talking about the checks you cash. Tell me what you know about grandmaster
Williams
Yeah
Last two
Zero Zero Good looking
All I keep hearing is how - you're in a gang
You - robbed those people and killed them too
You need
're worthy to hold me
So I save it for you only
Only for you, cause you're zaddy
He don't give no fucks about who had me
He just concerned about chasing these
Stanley Tookie Williams the third
And to those who also been murdered by the hands of our government
We will not stop fighting for you
We will not stop
commin'
By who and how the all act would be done?
So what?
One less bitch you gotta worry about
But that ain't how it turned out
Yo, there was
learned
Poetic flow feeling like Tupac
Heavenly Father I'm trying to get what you got
Holy Spirit fire comin down when the beat drop
Worried about what he
... Let's make y'all aquatinted so you see me sure you speak...
I go by name Williams... I kno y'all all done heard of me... Ready
I'll leave my last
Of where I'm at most of the time like
Kind of aloof and salty and
Also young and black
Last question there's a poem about you
Written in
1995 by your family
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