Lyrics:
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, oh, oh
Do what I, hey, hey
They do what I say
They do what I say
We get paid by the week
Paid by the week
We
and a rapper in your speakers
Got a bitch, her name is AK and for change yes I will squeeze her
Protected by the key so I outlast
I'm Tupac, Andre, Outlaw,
Pay day comes to slay
Battle of wolves and bull
Imperial cat animals
Like edibles with addibles
Get's shoot out by a catapult
Each soul to the outer
coming accept it
Ya’ll think is history
Homie's say differently
More like a memory
Change is coming
Stand for something
Or fall for anything
Hey, no longer
I see them hating they hating why would they hate on me
I walk by faith and not by sight it ain't a thang to me
It ain't no problem i'm riding I ride
By every nation, the indigenous and the ripped out pages of history books
By the village fisherman's hooks and forest floor cook fires
By the tired
Write 'em down one by one
Every single mistake that you've ever made
Every single wrong turn you wish you didn't take
Keeping count, you can't
Don't know much about history
Don't know much biology
Don't know much about science books
Don't know much about the French I took
But I do know
Of summer's heatwaves in your eyes
You did what you did to me
Now it's history, I see
Here's my comeback on the road again
Things will happen while they
in your eyes
You did what you did to me
Now it's history, I see
Here's my comeback on the road again
Things will happen while they can
I will wait here
I can't remember why my memories fade
covered by the past that my history's made
yesterday and everything in between
has got me thinking about
history's pages
And we brawled and we fought and we whored 'til we stood
Ten thousand shoulder to shoulder
A thirst for the Hun, we were food for the gun
You can do the balloon
Escorted or thwarted by the loon
"Take to the sky!"
Said the Chinaman's monkey
And you climbed like Einstein
Through
Don't know much about history
Don't know much biology
Don't know much about a science book
Don't know much about the french I took
But I do know
branded by a chosen few
What short memory, now it's time to pay your dues
Don't you hear a word I say?
Just turn your head and look this way
better pony up, stick it to the heartache
knock em dead, lover boy, for your sake
whittle down a complicated history
expendable, bendable, pokey
history from valley to victory
Beginning and ending, every chapter is yours
You are God of my story
All I have is yours
Every time I lose my way
When
and I'm coming home to you
History we can't erase
One touch, say we'll make it through
Hold me through the rain, time and time again
When you're lonely,
Don't know much about history
Don't know much biology
Don't know much about a science book
Don't know much about the French I took
But I do know that
Pull the trigger, ride the bull
And cut the cord wrapped around your neck
Hanging by threads
Hands bleeding
Edge of glory, write your story
love's gonna be written down in history
Just like Romeo and Juliet
I'm gonna buy her pretty presents,
Just like the ones in the catalog.
Gonna show
obsession for your protection
Conceived to defend rule without question
I was raised by a cop fam safe little cop town
Daddy was a prison guard when Attica
Station is the greatest peacetime mobilization in history—the Great Pyramid of our day, the Chartres Cathedral, but the more extraordinary because it is
or d-i-i-i-e}
Right now by any meanz
{Words is bond word is bond}
[Ja Rule]
Ain't nobody touchin da ground dat I walk on
My Love, It's just so strong
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