Lyrics:
for one, take it however it come
You black, better get you a gun
I ain't dying for nothing, but anyone shooting my son
I'm coming to shoot
by
Then I recognized that I was stashing my life
Tryna live a lie, I was attached to her mind
You just like to act like you need me
You see my
along with this rhyme
It will be alright
Right, ha
Wu, hu, hu, hu
Wu, hu
Wu, hu, hu, hu
Wu, hu
Hey
I used to struggle with what I was fighting for
Looked
Let's start this off right
I came to Get Right
Know my wrongs from right
You get left I Get Right
Tunnel vision my dight
Cause I'm trying to Get
gave'em hell. When the buck stopped somewhere and you could still buy something with it. To a time when movies were in black and white ? and so was
tried to shake it, man, I can't believe this shit is real
Heart pumping on the 101
This shit right here ain't no fun
Live and die by the gun
Get you
jam
Me and Diddy fam sorta like his right hand
I touch down like two-thirty
If i was on you, your hoe's and them cowards I'm'll do dirty
Still
were we? Oh, Dinner, Right
So what d'ya want to do?
She said "why don't you whip up somethin in the kitchen?"
Yeah, I said why don't you?
And then she
the homie black crack that
Stop being a mack tap
I'm sick of the rube red with the booty plade tounge
Sick game like my odie spread
Akaukakakaka
Al you
Won't you dance with me
Yes I read it in the New York Times
That was on the stands today
It said that dreams were out of fashion
We'll hear no
the wrong advice
You were just playing your mind games
Playing me like i was on chess plate
Putting on a poker face,
Taking it of was a big mistake
You know
Chronically constant, it's demonic
All you wanted was to prepare a place to keep your mama safe
Hey bro, hey bro
What the hell you doing in that box?
Hey bro,
GARY COLEMAN
I don't.
PRINCETON
Well, of course you don't -- you're black!
But I bet you tell Polack jokes, right?
GARY COLEMAN
Well, sure I
mother thinking why you
I've done so much wrong just so
I can make the right move
They're still tryna draw me out
These yout's need to sort it out
No one
was by the backyard and they thought he had a gun
Officer officer officer officer
Black man better load a gun (Rodger that)
You just a cannibal you
right
Someone's at my door, baby, who could it be?
Someone wants to score and get laid by the D-O-double G
Hey girl, what's your name? You wanna go
love at first sight
I didn't think that you were a very nice girl
But I was wrong (that was wrong)
Oooh, I was wrong (so, so wrong)
I was wrong (that
playing along to a Billy Joel song, I said to him, You know, dad, I need this note right here. And it was a note that wasn't on the keyboard and I played it
(Hey! Hey) , we love you, yes we do
Here's to you, Ronnie Drew, here's to you
I watched them plenty
Through right and 'er wrong
Whether I'm easy
'Cause I want it that way
Step by step
Ooh baby
Gonna get to you girl
Step, hey girl in your eyes
I see a picture of me all the time
Step,
to certain people, right?
And they're like, yo, you know what I mean?
It's like, I tell them, yo, we're tryna flip that word "nigga"
And show them that
Beautiful Black mothers, you raised so many of us
They built abortion clinics by your house to take you from us
Beautiful Black fathers, I know your back
to||I want you to want me|||This Is Not Surreal (L. Ortega)||A revolutionary for the one you love|He was the frog and you were the dove|With your broken
kids, they ain't the ones
Right or wrong, black or white
Cross the line you're gonna pay
In the dawn before the light
Live and die by the shades of gray
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