Lyrics:
You told me I that I should get the bus out and stay the night
But I knew that if I asked my mother, it would cause a fight
Wanted to see you, I
don't cooperate with me, I don't need ya
'Cause if you ain't droppin', I'll stop clockin'
And all the pretty girls I don't know I be rockin'
British by
a construct
Took advantage of the moment
Now my values add up
Yeah mother fucker
I learned bout million things
What if everything happened simultaneously
That
I'm a born sinner
I'm a born sinner
Never been a winner
Lord please will ya
Give me reason why
Seun had to die
Mother had to die
Grandma had to die
I'll keep on running even if I lose my breath
I cannot die with dreams inside my head
I'll keep improving even if I miss a step
I cannot die with
the Brooklyn borough that never riz-an
Block-ay block-ay
[Fabolous]
Now if they get me on wire traces
I'm gonna die in com-stat
I got prior cases from
it may seem impossible, change it?
Or we can't sit by
Love just can't let them die
How long 'til we get it right?
How long will it take?
Oh, we
butter knives
I can't recite
No remorse for the life I lead
A lot of niggas dress strong but die weak
Why sleep if the cat got your tongue
Let your mind
fly away like caterpillars
So if you don't know by now
Then you should probably get familiar, get familiar
So if you don't know by now
Then you
dumping straight to the radio
If you trying to be target practice, you finally found a shooter
Soon as I pull my gun I know that someone's gonna die, die
The stars are my
Only source of light
Where should I go
Can I stay afloat
If I'm alone
There's a war outside
There's a war in the streets
There's war between
there's no escape
From the jaws of death you took the bait
Wait and if I say so you may go
It's like mother mayor May It oh hell no
Go ahead and play me
for Diani
And if I die then she'll be protected by Amani
That's her bigger brother and I love the way he love her
She a girly-girl, she love
out by all the others, put down by society
Always forget to worry about myself care bout others
My babe told me she got called a slut by her mother
Ten
'bout to crash up on the
Curb 'cause my vision's blurry
Maybe if they tried to understand me
– what should I do?
I had to feed my fuckin' family
– what
they be walking with muzzles.
Digging dirt we aint talking no shovel
Word to your mother
These niggas be acting tough
They gonna die if they test me
won't die at the hands of another
I'm your mother, sister, your father, brother
This family is stupid attractive
If you've surveyed the way we've acted
you till the day I die
There never need be longing in your eyes
As long as the hand that rocks the cradle is mine
Ceiling shadows shimmy by
And when
If the bogey-man should try
To play tricks on your sacred mind
To tease, torment, and tantalize
Wavering shadows loom
A piano plays in an empty
A pool in my backyard!
So I’ll tell all my fans your shit is cool
And if they believe in me
Then they should also believe in you
"‘Did we get the check
and I die by
Everything that I say and
Everything that I do
And everything that I make is what
I believe to be true
And if that shit don't make
Sense
to Die on the Beach
What you should take away from all of this is I'll have a Bellhop hide all my problems for Me
You're given light jabs in time-lapse
you wanna notify?
Or would yo' ass deny that yo' ass about to die?
If you had twenty four hours to live just think
Where would you go?
What would you
And I should go with his corny ass and learn to do cable
Fuck you and fuck that cable
I got it buried in my goddamn brain
That family ain't shit if
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