Lyrics:
not the mama
And despite what you knew
This is what you drew
One big house with mum and dad
And your big brother too
We didn't see that through and
I
homes , from one piece of survival.
i grew up in a hospital, watching my brother die.
i grew up in a hotel room ,
watching my mother bring home left over
of spreading love you pity I
Persuaded by the masses
The Americans eyes
They fear what they don't know
That's why they hate our beautiful
Across the land
from their foundations
We dragged ourselves on a twenty-mile mission to fill our goblets in the kitchen
Got stopped by a hallway goblin named Frank who
Learn from the ghetto, learn from the slum
I can't forget bout the struggle
I can't get by without the help from my sisters and my brothers
Tell 'em,
what you get is what you offered
Mentality on Mamba, and that's all due to Kobe
I do this for my Savior, and I'm going hard for Tobi
Told my brother they
cookin' all morning and you haven't touched a single bite"
"That nice young preacher, Brother Taylor, dropped by today"
"Said he'd be pleased to have
cookin' all morning and you haven't touched a single bite"
"That nice young preacher, Brother Taylor, dropped by today"
"Said he'd be pleased to have
cookin' all morning and you haven't touched a single bite"
"That nice young preacher, Brother Taylor, dropped by today"
"Said he'd be pleased to have
been cookin' all morning and you haven't touched a single bite"
"That nice young preacher, Brother Taylor, dropped by today"
"Said he'd be pleased
been cookin' all morning and you haven't touched a single bite"
"That nice young preacher, Brother Taylor, dropped by today"
"Said he'd be pleased
to the under-ground when the thunder pounds they wonder where the rumbles coming from
The son of a wonderous drum what a blunder run up what's your number?
One by one
Man I love this beat
This one's for the brothers by the way
[Verse 1]
Broken heart, now I'm all sorrowful
My heart cold, heat gone, all pitiful
I fell
what you do on it baby
Kissing you down from your face to neck, from your neck to your shoulders then shoulders to breast
Down to your stomach my hands
taught by brothers and sisters who knows what it means
To be a black child or a white teen
In the end the youth is being mistreated
Which means the world
been cookin' all morning, and you haven't touched a single bite
That nice young preacher, Brother Taylor, dropped by today
Said he'd be pleased to have
been cookin' all morning, and you haven't touched a single bite
That nice young preacher, Brother Taylor, dropped by today
Said he'd be pleased to have
me from the bottom of her heart
We band together ona dark
Beautiful wife and a sister i give it all up for
Give it all up for my auntie to take her
stripped
And torn down by his black brothers and sisters
That were uneducated and that did not know
And he was stripped
And he was torn down by his
Yah yuh yah
Yeah yeah, yeah
What you in for? Uh
Where's the party? Send the info
Room full of hunnies and they all lookin' beautiful (yeah)
And they
for me
So you when hear this song
You should say a prayer for me
I drift off on a cloud by myself
Thinking bout nothing more than life
What else these
I don't care, get the drugs in now (But they're gonna kill-)
Damn, oh! uh, yeah huh, yeah
Aye what? (Aye What)
Aye what? (Aye What)
Aye what? (Aye
Oh, okay!
He clipped that shit!
Trash! Ay, go up, go up! Trunk now! Go up
Trunk!
What, he's not gonna do it
Did I not do it? Did I do it? I Already
MosBrown skin lady
TalibFor what it's worth, from me to you
MosHow do you feel?
TalibFrom me to you, watchin you
I like the, I like the, I like the, I like
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