Lyrics:
people in a sea of distress
Keep your more to receive your less
Unimpressed by material excess
Love is free, love me, say, "Hell yes"
Low brow but I
people in a sea of distress
Keep your more to receive your less
Unimpressed by material excess
Love is free, love me, say, "Hell yes"
Low brow but I
kids in jail if he wasn't crackin'
Too many felonies on my jacket
All of my brothers turn to assassins
We seen too many brothers get put in caskets
with my brother, feel like Meech and Terry
These niggas be rats, Tom & Jerry
I can't wife no bitch, to them racks I'm married
It used to be Levi's, I'm
bright, shout, he remove any stain
Satan afraid to eat my savior, came to take the key
Where the faithful be in haste beneath his shaken feet
Cause he got
Black Tom got style, Erik can pull shit
Got a brother named Charles that be on that bullshit
I protect my neck with some magical jewels
And can't
sporty
Low ridin and tossin up a forty
Thinkin in my mind that no
One could handle us
The downest brothers ever touched Los Angeles
I found life was much
Just keep them away from me
I lost my lil brother my mind my feelings my hearted man somebody pray for me
My foot on the gas I’m all In my bag
I
got freedom, we ain't got free will
I be in the field, I be in the field
I thought Barack could have been a spook who sat by the door
But he signed
Pensacola
In a trailer in the sand
The man from the picture
Creased and yellowed in my hand
Creased and yellowed in my hand
He was squinting and stubbled
and the Joker
Snoopin' in my biz like Tom and Roxie Roker
So bust the freaky freaky freaky ways
The brothers with the Asian guise making G's
And now we're
when they saw the dogs
Had them like, oh my God, he brought a his squad, call the law
Well Tell them Pussy Cat Niggas
Its a Doggy Dog world
And all in
a nigga try to sneak in my
Crib I got barbwire
Scammed a white actor who played
A voice on Bob's Burgers
Bunch a niggas try to come and
Rob me caught 5
on my dick
Feel like benny from the sand
When he hopped that fence
Ducked off wit a clip fucked off wit yo bitch
Bust dat pussy boy lip when I mosh in
to Julia Parker
Hey, Jeff the King where's my mic stands?
Martini with his 40 oz. in hand, to Jai Dods and his son Christian
I gotta say thank you
to Julia Parker
Hey, Jeff the King where's my mic stands?
Martini with his 40 oz. in hand, to Jai Dods and his son Christian
I gotta say thank you
fuck fashfa when you get the degree
My mind on Chris Masters
More dollars than a strip club run by a rich pastor
That's uhh... different angles
Baseball
Wrote the pledge
I trust in God
I love my country
And will respect its laws
I will play fair
And always strive to win
But win or lose
I will
And now Ladies & Gentlemen, Lupe Fiasco
Filet mignon with my food stamps
Car cosigned by my mama
Medical card from Obama
Background check for
talking goat
The Old Man was just like my dad
I come from the hills of Europe
That's where I met the Old Man
He was lost in the woods, I gave him
old pile of vinyl records I got sittin' on my floor
One time in San Francisco
I was standin' in an airport line
In one bag I had all my clothes
and the Joker
Snoopin' in my biz like Tom and Roxie Roker
So bust the freaky freaky freaky ways
The brothers with the Asian guise making G's
And now we're
and the Joker
Snoopin' in my biz like Tom and Roxie Roker
So bust the freaky freaky freaky ways
The brothers with the Asian guise making G's
And now we're
Babies cryin' brothers dyin' and brothers getting knocked
Shit is deep on the block and you got me locked down
In this cold, cold world
It was
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