Lyrics:
so long man it's bout time I get some mills
Niggas in the system no perc I hope they get appeals
Sad sometimes no smith I miss my grandma will
getting out
But i need a hero now
Hitting zero ow
Hurts more than i thought it would
I'm so overwhelmed by the thought of Good
You see works don't get you
young Billy down.
Luna was a Mexican the law called an alien
For comin' 'cross the border with a baby and a wife
Though the clothes upon his back were
A little sleep, a little slumber
A lil' let me rest a lil' longer
And poverty would swoop down and capture you as plunder
Wonder why arms denied use for long
in a blender
My money talk, but you don't wanna talk to the lender
My money long, the only thing short is my temper (word)
I drive by the shell case
to lender
My money long, only short thing is my temper
I drive by the shells, can't get caught in the fender
cnd I'm lucky that the law never caught
smiling
She catches the eye of her mates
They're dancing by the bar
They're in a state
Nod for 'save me'
They understand, dance over
Put their arms
bitch demeanors, we see
Bad dispositions in law enforcement get no sympathy from me
They say it's just a few bad apples, but we got them by the barrel
or the prisons
Talkin' with my daughter
I learned to listen
She's studyin' law, I told her
"make firm decisions"
This is a prism of Hip Hop realism
From the block
Tiptoeing on the gazebo
Pulling up ballin' like Z-Bo
I am connected to kilos
Fifty gang members got Rico
Young nigga trapped by the peep-hole
Late
she'd live with no arm
That's what it felt like, got to the hospital, eyes held tight
They moved her room to room-she could tell by the light
Handcuffed
below
Gormless and brakeless, gravel-loose
Falling silent as gavels in the snow
I lay back and spit in my chaw
Wrapped in the long arm of the law
the stink, revolutions in my brain!
On one command we wake up, we're a mob
Followin' the madmen we bleed by our eyes,
And one shout gives us a dream
A big
was hero
Sub nigga you a zero
You a lost nigga call you Nemo
Last drive by we gone hit they ass with a finito
We score easy like a free throw
Turn this
Latched to his mother's side
Oh Madam your child could be
A hero in the Harbour Century
Take my arm and come with me
She nodded yes he took my hand
His
going out this weekend
I'd rather drink by myself, watch a movie, write some poems, keep it mellow
I'm not cool, I'm just lacking red orange and yellow
keeping it real with me
'Cause I ain't got no fear, under the atmosphere
Trying to stay high, as long as we down here
Listen closely, see what we bout here
the hood made it rappin' and
Wit a knot in his pocket weighin least a grand
Here's the story he got caught wit some fire arms
By a crooked ass cop wit his
some fire
My body's engulfed
All by myself and nobody's involved
Heart on my sleeve
You can see it on both of my arms
I've been a threat
You should sound
collide
Collide and collapse in her arms like a newborn child
I am at one reborn
The fog in the mote
As he grabs me by the throat
It lifts as she comes
She
at the jaw the abyss is agape
Look long enough will you see your own face
Sealed at the Seventh I do this by law
Forcing the habit my nature is flawed
Failing
n****az sprayin' ya mural
For try'na by a motherf***in' hero
I'm fresh, fly and flashy, best guy if you ask me
Jet by on the nasty, n**** you in a taxi
All
Israel's host
When many miles they trod.
-To LEVITICUS you have to turn
cnd read about the law;
The sacrifices which did burn
Unblemished - without flaw.
struggle
Long arm of the law on the straight and narrow
Don't judge a book by it's cover, or put lipstick on a pig
It's the pot calling the kettle black
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