Lyrics:
Brother, brother, brother, Lucien, you're like no other
Listen very close 'cause I don't like to boast
Instead, I'll tell the tale of a French who
Come one
Come all
No faves
Just y'all
How far
Y'all fall
I'm up
You're small
I just wanted to drop by
To let my spit fly
Let my demons lie in a grave
disease and negative
Read the book 'How to Eat to Live'
By Elijah Muhammad, it's a brown paperback
For anybody, either white or black
See how many
know you wanna fuck girl, give me a call
Baby if you're still down I'll take you so high
Look up in your big brown eyes know you're all mine
Tell me when
But in the end her soul was mine the damage was dealt.
Your wife she tries to pull you through
But I can give you what you're due.
With me by your side
it
My everything ain't enough, it's about time I check it
Beanie Mike's a man of many methods
If it wasn't for Wu-Tang, my clan wouldn't be created
I
books
You heard what I said
I can put you on your feet
Or put some money on your head
Life ain't cheap
You're better off dead
If you can't pay
committed, heaven knows
Gettin' weak and I wanna hit it, so here I go
In my ride and I'm all in, gettin' high
I can hear the people callin', I'm passin' by
you go inside just to realize
Either you're weak or someone lied
See, you spend more time boasting about
What you do than you do
So by the time your
over here and in your streets
Its alright everything over here and in your streets yeah
You claim you're a Mexican
Let me hear your battle cry
If I take
who're tripping
I know and it shows, I can look at your nose
And just tell that you're effected by the e-g-o
On the downlow
On the downlow
chapters of family off in each in every hood
I'm a juggalo and you can eat a dick if your not and if your still long enough you get eye
Balls popped I'm
and his speech/
and Rosa Parks had to sit in the back seat/
If you proud to be black
ball your hans a tight squeeze/
and raise it to the sky
all I do is
And to the freaks in the house if you're ready to bounce
We can go to the flat then get tantric
Yeah. you pronounce the name Tariq, any questions?
Street hip-hop
an ambulance
I'm passin' out off of mass amounts
Of craft beer, can't hear what you're laughin' 'bout
We're drinkin' champagne by the magnum now
I got a drink in
committed, heaven knows
Gettin' weak and I wanna hit it, so here I go
In my ride and I'm all in, gettin' high
I can hear the people callin', I'm passin' by
Someone, I'm always here
You're welcome to stay here, you know too
That if things get really bad to call 9-8-8
You know that right? Um, but please I just
Imagine if I met success
It'll be like blacks with assets
Ownership of shit no one left with debts
Everyone you're close to has a plan to invest
Living off
the pace
Here's the step, go find some space
And what we gonna do is in unison, kick!
Shake your head, you're influenced with music
By now you're
baby
Oh baby, you're my baby
Wow, you have just listened to "Oh Baby" by Veshone, (Mhm)
What a beautiful song that is (Thank you man)
If this song
While the people just
Mourned at his Grave
So if you want justice
Stand up and put your fist
Like this common, and
If you're down for the cause
Grab your
to be us?
You know I don't lie
I can't let this slide
There's not enough time
To be by your side
Even if it means we have to draw the line
Everything I do
can't talk
If you hear a 16 bar full of corn
And it weren't Chipmunk, money's on Stormz
Ummmmm, you cunt
Where was you for the past 12 months?
You
to act funny
She's got Gazelle and a b-bag too
Fly girl, I want to be with you
You're not the prettiest thing girl, but that's okay
Your painted-on
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