Lyrics:
years of generational damage, done
By a race, we couldn't run
In a race we couldn't win
With the world's fastest men
And laws based on skin
It's called
years of generational damage, done
By a race, we couldn't run
In a race we couldn't win
With the world's fastest men
and laws based on skin
It's called
me, that ain't natural Sam
We all got a story, most got a saga
Still hear the truth that's spoke by my father
Jim Beam sales has hope by the bottle
to build
Relationships with amazing people, speak to
Amazing people call Elon Musk
Out of the blue, or call
Obama out of the blue…he
Calls the home phone, by
Couldn't hear 'em with bars
I'm the concrete jungle gym
Shinin' through this wildlife, Jungle Jim
Named my Glock 19-COVID
Got y'all up on punishment
Certain
Baby, can I live in your daydream
Honey candy eyes, so sweet
Feeling something when you're with me, oh
Baby, blue eyes pretty like the sky
No time
And I'll be living proof and I'm showing them You
I'm that Blue Flame
Bolting up feeling like Usain
These demons they put up a fight but man in the dark
you Pablo bust 'em (bust)
This Jim Starr cut 'em, they told me not to trust 'em
Lyrically I'm different (different), with fashion I do custom
I don't play with no beef
(We ain't playin' with no pussy)
Run in his crib and kill everything living, you hear me? (Brr)
If I wanted a nigga
Shades of night are falling and I'm lonely
Standing on the corner feeling blue
Sweethearts out for fun
Pass me one by one
Guess I'll wind up like
like we're trying to kill our own kind
By fuckin' each other with out protection
Just fuckin' ... and lack of selection
'Cause sex is alive in both
They hung a sign up in our town
"If you live it up, you won't live it down"
So she left Monte Rio, son
Just like a bullet leaves a gun
With her
Out The Blue (Lyrics by Che Lingo)
Chorus
If I knew what I knew as a youth,
Then it’s true,
I’d be trapped in a cycle of childish pursuit,
Don’t
for them two that
Even something like paying for dinner's expensive
Cos they could never make the cut
And it's no wonder Eminem's
No longer made with
of blue
Touch of blue
Touch of blue
Touch of blue
There's a woman who knows - whichever way the wind blows
The way to love is by giving
When the sadness is
I'll be right here by yo
I'll be right here by yo side
I'll be right here by yo side
Loyalty's everything right
Right
Is you living
Or you in it
through your shirt
When you really go exert
They'll keep you in the dirt
Make you really go berserk though
It's a new Jim Crow just with more dough
Time
roach-filled stage smokin' and rollin' on
With tremblin hands he rolls his jays with fingers blue and stiff
She coughs and stares with bloodshot gaze and puffs
roach-filled stage, smokin' and rollin' on
With tremblin' hands he rolls his jays with fingers blue and stiff
She coughs and stares with bloodshot gaze,
My grandfather was a hellfire brim stone preacher with the truth on the back of his hand
Said I'd loose my soul to that sinful rocking roll
thorn whose prick brings lockjaw
And tires torn by sharp yellow rocks
Young girl stares pensively from dark door in pale blue wall
Big About
cool-cool with you
Chilling cool-cool with you
Pants sagging, rag dragging, do my gangbang with you
Groovy nigga, jumped off of the peg
Forced by my
I'm gonna make it rrrrrrrrrreal
Look is this what you predicted look what you becoming
It's funny privacy limits even though I'm living with comfort
more heart that's calling me from the blue
Children living in the streets where they play
While nearby an old man cries
Brother, can you, can you
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