Lyrics:
Can’t fuck with y’all niggas, y’all don’t move how I move
Niggas be clones tryna do what I do
You ain’t seen the world, you ain’t flew how I flew
I make
to me
Being in each minute
I'm an old guy nearly 60
Probably not too cool
I got a buddy Noam Chomsky who's an old guy too
I asked him about plots for
guys
Talking about how young black guys are targeted
Targeted by who? America
You see one in every hundred Americans are locked up
One in every nine
guys
Talking about how young black guys are targeted
Targeted by who? America
You see one in every hundred Americans are locked up
One in every nine
guys
Talking about how young black guys are targeted
Targeted by who? America
You see one in every hundred Americans are locked up
One in every nine
takin' over
And yes yes you to the BN
Scores like 10 on my IQ test
Stay live with Divine so I'm so funky fresh
I rocks to the east I flows
live! Not only that but you've got a bumper package of serious songs.... live! Goodness!
Released the 23rd of September 1985, and they got to a chart
Look man! You're botherin' me G
I got shit to do right now, aight?
This is for De La Soul, you know what I'm sayin'
Word up I got shit to do you
hate that I got You
Ain't fuckin' with your movement but she love the way I move it When I'm in the pussy she be watchin' how I groove
Aye, She go watch
mean there's other options, here I've got a list
I'll read it out loud if you insist
No! I'm running, I'm running, I'm running from you
Jackson you know
Thinking bout buying op a crib
Just to show a nigga how i live
Less than a mill everyday
I'm fire nigga got that purp'
Nigga hatin' on me no work
I'm in
Jackson, Grants, Benjimens
I can't sleep at night
Cause
When I close my eyes
All I see is dead faces
I'm haunted
By the root the of evil
You expect me
you live in a glass house (yeah)
And if you got a glass jaw, you should watch your mouth
'Cause I'll break your face (uh-huh)
Have your ass runnin,
you live in a glass house (yeah)
And if you got a glass jaw, you should watch your mouth
'Cause I'll break your face (uh-huh)
Have your ass runnin,
Linc's, Linc's
Hamilton's, Jackson's, Grant's, Benji's
Got to get the paper
I'ma need it now and later
Need it to last a long time
Just like a Now
When we hit you wit alll kinds of flows
So what ya life like?
I been on my grind like Mike
Jordan, Jackson, or Tyson when it's fight night
Run it up
Man you hell of a pussy for
The shit you did last night
I could tell you nervous right now by
How you moving your hands right
Yeah please don't fuck
cameras, and action
Thoughts to ideas, designs to manufacturin'
Ev still Travolta, I'm still Samuel Jackson
Blastin', Live On Stage is where it happens
chere
And y'all wants me to be forgiving out chere
I'm supposed to live by Christian ideas
But being homophobic could kill your career
So I switched
I really can't stay
(mama, it's cold outside) i've got to go way
(I said, it's cold outside)
I wish I knew how
(tickled to death that you dropped in)
that's the truth
I wanna see you do what I do
I like Benjamin's Washington's and Jackson's too
Love the Lincoln man Abraham
By the age of 2
Need
mad sun is shining over here
Oh baby you know I'm a living legend
Veteran status I leveled up
Controller broke so the game over
Beat the series got
And I wanna show you how you all look like beautiful stars tonight
(beautiful stars tonight)
You've got the feeling
Oh you sounding good
I've got
the clouds on loud
I got raised by the blue street lights of four cities
My heros died in prison: George Jackson
Action, she's Buttaflyin, I'm cool eyein
And I
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