Lyrics:
the ointment yet it's tough to get by
On that unemployment check
But Mom, I know you do it
I'm proud of you for that
I wish that I could prove
Whoever doubted
went from ARGs to GRAs
This sexual offender man's been
Ran out of work
The only noise I need to stop
You is an Amber alert
Game over! Choose your
it's getting man
From the time I wake up and get dressed
I get stressed, and hardly ever get rest
It's '05, so I'm on some different shit, cousin
She
on a plastic lunch box. And now you're selling it! You want to Sell it!]
(Chorus x1)
[Dr. Grant: Dinosaurs and man... Two species separated by 65 million years
(You're a Wizard Harry)
Ayo, I got a pistol and it's staying by me
I got a lot of issues, so my death is anticipated highly
That was me
know that I meant it, won't act like I didn't
I just need to look back and know I'm the best
I really am spittin, at this point im spinning
I really just
a noise gate
The company kept close by, rolled pack while I hold shame
Light one to duck the depths, yeah I mean to lift me up
Or I'll just dunk my head,
Loosen up the chains
Slice the blood up out my veins
Fill the sky with blood
Man I'm boutta fucking make it rain
Cut off all these bitches
Imma go
Another year on the board, what can I say?
Man, you know me, I'm just learning more by the day
A lotta things on my mental I gotta weigh
A lotta
Just to get on by
It is what it is I can't complain
I know somebody is facing the same
Or even worse whoa
Or even worse
For better or worse
Write my
didn't know the meaning of work,
He disrespected mama, and treated us like dirt.
I left home, seekin' a job that I never did find,
Depressed
didn't know the meaning of work,
He disrespected mama, and treated us like dirt.
I left home, seekin' a job that I never did find,
Depressed
didn't know the meaning of work
He disrespected mama, and treated us like dirt
I left home, seekin' a job that I never did find
Depressed
somethin' higher than a man in the clouds
Uh, I object to the objectives
I know it sounds a bit reckless
You better check the perspective
Uh, truth, respect
Big Ol Bag I'm chasin' paper
Did it by myself ain't need no favors
(Ooh that's a Harbody Beat)
All you niggas doubt me and i say it proudly, and no
study law for we the people beaten by the system, we can't hardly breathe
And when they kill us cause our pigment I can't hardly sleep
Your third eye be
We'll live off the street fame!
God didn't send me in the right direction
I'm gettin' hit by a diesel in the intersection
I know you're out there help
to show my earnings
Spiritually speaking, I been burdened to shoulder the Earth as I toe through this furnace
That's how I know you showing courage by
hardly breathe and
Told so many lies, don't know what to believe
I discussed it with this girl, and this is what she said
She said lay down baby, baby,
the the club
Then sleeping on the sofa
With some one who hardly know ya
Or have you had enough love
When the high is over
And your finnilly sober
Would like
harmonies
She never sings with me
I'll fly tomorrow
Don't want to go
Back home
To a town I hardly know
It's the echo
Coming through my telephone
And when it
Franks]
Picture a niggas that's raw
Amber fire his ass and what we'll say is what we saw
Muthafuckas I slaughter
Blow 'em out the water
L-E-G-I
Well if youre hearing this then listen closely
Go get the phantom power tell them boys to get to know me
I crank my pre up and get higher when i re
fuck around buy matching Ranges
Think you insane, heard you Amber blame it on the fame
Link Jonny Dang making bread but you boys in vain
I been through
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