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of Partisans from… on each of those posts, those lampposts. There was a big sign, a big painting up on the wall, I think it was like a poster, just down by where
me for no money now
Never went to school, never thought about Clark or Morris Brown (woo)
'Til I took your bitch, drop her off right there by Morris
Mozart
Just stand, say you're mad damn, why him?
Z-oh-one Tonka, five-sixty Benz
I'm sick and mad deep no shorts and no sleep
I'm bugged like
back a man
Tell your story to these black and brown kids in Compton
Let 'em know you was just like them
But you still rose from that dark place
but I just be thinkin ahead
City back on my shoulders
I could break you off but stay focused
I aint grow up off of no handouts
Dirty money like it got
to slide by
Let you know that your my type
Yoo my size
Your what I like
Watch me wind down the window
No driveby
I saw your thick thighs
So I had to slide by
asking me where am I at?
I told him, "In jail" and I said I'd be back
He said "When you're back, can you get me from school?"
Shit like that there'll
the struggle
Not taking different for granted
Being Latino
Where blacks and browns are equal
Im surrounded by my people
Why is our
Culture viewed as lethal
I
a cave
Hunter aiming at yo brain
Brain brain brain liquid
I feel like eddy
Grip machette
I'm addicted
But not by definition
Cause I kicked it
Flvco
AND YOU DANCE THE WATER POMPY YEAH…
YOUR TEMPERATURE INCREASE BY 30 DEGREES…
YOUR TROUBLES JUST START AND START TO DECREASE...
I TELL YOU IT IS WATER
ancestors
So brothers and sisters
No time fe jester
Yes I've found my true identity
The teachings of Imperial Majesty
Up ye mighty race philosophy
No more
last
Ain't it pathetic? Not sympathetic
Sent you a message, like when can I get it?
Order your page, by colour aesthetic
Your sister is bad, so it must
picture you with him
That's just so embarrassin'
I want to die, to die
I swear that I wanted you back then
Waitin' on you like a backend
You bad
famous
I also thank u for the rumor so there goes my patience
This fuckin beef is like a battle between the two nations
Killshot was just a fuckin jam but
anointed
Be for filled by his grace
Blessing coming the rain is gone
And the son gonna show his
Face all to the chosen be uplifted in his place
Palace he
sissy yes we already can see
If a nigga ever do them wrong I'll unlock him nose like Dave East with a key
If a nigga ever do them wrong I'll body eem
little bruda
You ain’t nowhere near
It’s a new start, So what’s life now?
He just turned a new page
But it’s like he crossed life out
Dedicated
he feeling like niggas lost him
Connect said he would front him a brick, but it would cost him
His connections from the mid-west just had him
my name
A fearless fighter with a midas touch
Smiling at my critics while i'm in Hawaii surfing up
Confident not arrogant
Patience fueled by indica
and you learn
Wisdom I teach
Anointed for preaching
Building an army and they're gonna seek him
Seek and you find
Look at the birds
And it's truly divine
could take yo sister
Look at me I'm kinda handsome
Chris Brown with the dance moves
DMX wit the anthem
Ion't really like the opera
But I wanna get
Thinkin' why is she lyin'?
Thinkin' why don't she tell them
What he really was like?
How much he used to ride and
He scarred me for life
But we just caught
between the bites and the kisses
Is he ain't been in a taxi since back when he lost his sister
But, Cynthia isn't listenin' to him, she on a mission
end in a flash
Like the wind blows dead brown leaves to the grass
I ain't goin' back to jail, when it's on then I shoot
Momma, get'cha black vest
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