Lyrics:
restraint.
Tried stealing Helena's hand basket, made a fast getaway,
But McQueen she ain't.
At the courtroom, Joshua judges her ruthlessly on account of Ruth
[talking]
Even though we all thugs
Don't judge us by our action, but judge us by our heart
The wicked, spies upon the righteous
God blesses the man,
Let me tell you about a girl I know
Had a drink about a hour ago
Sitting in a corner by herself, in a bar in downtown hell
She heard a noise
Let me tell you about a girl I know
Had a drink about a hour ago
Sitting in a corner by herself, in a bar in downtown hell
She heard a noise
Let me tell you about a girl I know
Had a drink about a hour ago
Sitting in a corner by herself, in a bar in downtown hell
She heard a noise
I judge by what she's wearing
Just how many heads I'm tearing
Off of assholes coming on to her
Each night seems like it's getting worse
And I
you can't judge nobody by hair. If I thought that yyou would care I'd wear a wig up undeer my hair. Down or high the strongmans cry. People everywhere
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Know my haters hate to see this
But I ain't goin' back broke
Don't judge what you hear
Judge what you know, ayy
If
from the pain of being back in the game
but I'd rather die getting my hussle on and live like a lane
so its back to pistols and cane
plotting on licks
from the pain of being back in the game
but I'd rather die getting my hussle on and live like a lane
so its back to pistols and cane
plotting on licks
(Earl on the beat)
It's the code
Everybody live by the code, it's the code
Hey (hey), hey (hey), hey (hey), brrt
Run up an M from down bad
the farmer man
Dem inna village
Big up the student
D teacher inna di cottage
Ganja herb yow gi we more knowledge
Big up d judge, lawyer an detective
Five
you, I'd hold you to death
Maybe we messed up by trying cling on to some old love
Yeah I've always some trouble moving on and again
Cause I don't wanna
a taste of this life, co-d (can't have a taste of this life)
Got a phone and put the weight on it
I made some money and they fuckin' hate on me
I carry
only love you (ayy) when you're gone
It don't matter where you're goin', (uh) yeah (you know)
But I did it on my own
So I'd rather be alone, yeah (I'd
every day
And after seven days she got to lookin' so much better
I asked her if she'd like to run away
The next mornin' that old judge took every
people they talking the talk
But don’t wanna run up in this shit and park it
And if I go to jail bet i told the judge
I just want to look like an artist
or blonde or nappy or fair, hey
You can't judge nobody by hair
No, no, no
If I thought that you would care
I'd wear a wig up under my hair
Down or high, truth
told you I'd be greater later
They don't judge me by my wins, nah
They don't want me with a win, nah
I ain't lucky I just lived, yeah
I ain't sub these
needed you, I'd have you that I know, hold up
I could do bad by myself, don't need help
One of a kind, the hand that I was dealt, like oh, well
Felt,
is here
Well I'm over your radio once again
Pretty Par D, I'm your best friend
Let's take it to the stage
Feel better by the pound
My name is Par D
to a stand-still
Ashamed that he'd been rode
By a city cowboy in
Some Continental clothes
The stranger took his money
And we don't know where he went
We don't know
"The Brute"
Ridden by a cowboy
In a Continental Suit"
"The Brute" came to a stand-still
Ashamed that he'd been rode
By a city cowboy in
Some
whole life like it's my sworn testimony
The truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth, so help me God
By the way, George Washington added that
So
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