Lyrics:
a reader, but the Bible's my heater
God's will a wall that I can lean on
Might not make sense like I'm speaking in Klingon
Broke on the ground that is what he
don't settle
My pen's the ride, on the pad, the road
Y'all must've known this is the
Way I unwind and unload
Over beats, overload, mind explodes
Stress in
am is simply a black revolutionary
I write rhymes on plain stationary
Mary, Mary, quite contrary
Doesn't make sense in my vocabulary
Uncle Tom house
born.
Some birthday!
Ol' Sam put on a three cornered hat
And in a Richmond church he sat
And Patrick Henry told him that while America drew breath
gotta face the fact
And now you're sittin' in a
Cage with a plastic mat, yeah
I don't care about your skin color
I'ma love you like my twin
Brother, how
bash, forgettin
The laws, created by the creators
There's no more masters, just master-perpetrators
We did time with the rhyme like a bid
Now we're
I done lost a lot of my brothers
Swear I ain't losin no mo bruddas
I ain't losin no mo brudda
cye nah I swear
It's in Gods hands but i swear
Hey
I
Raw Raw
He think he the law
Naw Naw
Even the government
Flaw
Bro Bro
Show him how it go
Ha Ha
He shot him in the jaw
Shoot for the crew
My chain be
in every family is your brother
Not just your own family
By costa nostra laws
So you become a fucking power
Just the mere fact that you're a main guy
Twisted
Motivated by Greed they didn't want us to read,
They cut our bodies in half and spit on our seed.
In the 1640's John Punch Got Life,
He couldn't
Let's rise up together
Cuz we can't take this no more
It was the law who shot my brother
It was a cop who took my sister
Your honor tell me why
He
says Lord as my witness a nigga tellin' the truth
You don't lie after you say Lord as my witness
Did you ever hear OJ say 'Lord as my witness?'
No, he
ride for my dogs, get high with my dogs
Niggas won't snitch, don't abide by the law
Blowing loud on the porch
Makaveli on my thoughts
How many real
He's in a class by himself
A league of His own
He'll give life to the dead
He'll breathe on your bones
He's more than a homeboy
He's king on a thrown
and Tom were sly
But Ted was honest as could be he would not tell a lie
The brothers tried to ruin Ted before the old man's eyes
At last the plot begin its
Yea
Yea
Big Drip
Right
Right
Lord
I'm saying all prayers out loud, Lord, can you save?
Protect my loved ones, in-laws, and the babies
Surrounded by
my big brother Kevin Gates cause he got two guns
Sipping on that purple in my cup, I need to slow down
Yeah, this shit getting boring, yeah, I need
to the store and get cigars, yeah
Too many whips, gotta get a new garage made
I might steal one just to drive it in a car chase
Me and my bizarre ways (no
Hoodlum, my alliances out in Brooklyn
We play steps like Crooklyn, follow the law, Tookie
A hundred bookies, bettin' on Golden State
Fiends sniffin' 8
be, just wanna be
I just wanna be, just wanna be
Maybe I'm just like my brother
He's never satisfied
Why do we shoot up each other?
This is what it
doing, well, it's suspect
Don't hate me, my folks is poor, I just got money
America's five centuries deep in cotton money
You see a lot of brothers
to where it hadn't been
My brother Jamal, he can rest in peace
Just knowin' you helped man get where they're goin'
All makes sense in the mind of a poet
need my daddy in it
I want my brothers them to get it
Cuz baby girl never listened
Lil cuzzo never Hear me
I swear I love my family dearly
But since I
wanna get it then you're never gonna get it
How the news treats Kate versus how they treated Meghan
Rest in peace Jack Merritt, you're my brother in
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