Lyrics:
I told ya fuckin' ass I be back
In a brand new Fleetwood Cadillac
License plate say money makin' nigga fa sho
Chillin' by ya boy house kissin'
Just to get by
Twenty four seven I've been working overtime
Ain't got that much to show for it
Still I had to sell my soul for it
Just to get by
me the way, someone please stay
It might be a different shape
or a new way
Wave down!
By now
I can create more indipendent thoughts and I walk with
two, now the universe
It said the earth is gonna be destroyed about a hundred thousand years
From now by Nostradamus, Nostradamus,
He can predict
blues
This life is perplexing
I been taking shapes to the dome and it ain't Excedrin
We spoke for twenty-seven minutes
Telling me about the new man you
For a disguise, east side niggas is back
Ain't heard your new shit 'cause you niggas is whack
I came to this party all by myself
But I won't leave by
To them boys in blue y’all bleed like we do.
Second Amendment Rights come strap like the Military. Protect the minds by any means necessary
(B MOR 7
[I - The forbidden words]
[II - Incantation]
[III - Passage of time]
[IV - The silent threat]
[V - Archilles heel]
[VI - Covenant of souls]
[VII -
[I - The forbidden words]
[II - Incantation]
[III - Passage of time]
[IV - The silent threat]
[V - Archilles heel]
[VI - Covenant of souls]
[VII -
prefer?
The nigga that's gonna sell a fight?
Or the nigga that's gonna end the
Fight when he get in one?
Ya house? Got foreclosed
Your cars? Got repo'd
If anyone trys to stop us wer'e gonna put up with a fight
Yeah
Wer'e gonna put up with a fight
So let's get hype
Get lose friday head ake next day
feel bad for a second, then forgot right after that
The hard truth, this world is never gonna get better
Especially when people in office support
5-1 not 5-0, Im'ma be 52
Bomb drop non-stop spitting on you
Never have so many been screwed by so few
Call to save y'all, so whatcha wanna do?
OK this is August 26th 2004 we’re gonna try
And go through this in one live take
The Complete History of the Development
Of Punk on New
York's Lower
I don’t, I don’t want no, Obama, Obama Nation
I’m not gonna, vote for your inauguration
Cause I don’t need your, Obama, Obama Nation
I’m not gonna
be alone
The second, that she was gone
I was beckoned by my brethren
Then my head spinned like (buzz)
Tech went to be a grown
A complex gent, that see
On a whole 'nother level.
If God The Creator, then y'all niggas' devils.
The fight won't end 'til the war get settled.
And Bone gonna win 'cause them
I gotta say
But next Tuesday, I'm gonna be in class bro
I'm gonna be in class for seven and half hours straight, practically, couple breaks
New
Drove through New Mexico One road from coast to coast Said we deserve a second chance
Teardrops in restaurants Our love became a job Still didn't
life
I don't know, on my life
Yo, nigga check the stacks, check the results
We in your top five by default
I swear to God we're putting UK rap
West coast droppin' the science
And girl you might be the finest
But I'm gonna treat that bitch like Don Imus
Nappy headed hoes! Oh, no apologies
Fuck
live to spite we
We done hear the news (yeah, bullet)
So we like fuck you too nigga (fuck)
We ain't gotta pretend (2 chainz)
We don’t fuck with you
but there's a system I defy, there's a lot of us but who gonna Testify?
I shed tears by the river
By the river
From all the pain that I done felt
And I
by the fact that
I just sliced through they back ()
All these new era rappers? Figure's
That they like cap
(Figure's that they like cap)
If I'm a fool
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