Lyrics:
Jimmy Kimmel: My guest tonight is a
21-time Grammy award winning performer
Who last month threatened his very existence
By threatening one
at Brixton.
Thrill seeking dickheads just doing it for kicks and
Hear a next man speak their name from his lips and
Give a guy props for licking shots from
even see what's about to go down, man
SMG, Bitter Harvest, drop it
These cats don't know nothing about old school, man
Nothing about old school, you feel
One time pulled my black ass over
Put my hands behind my back and it was over
I was arrested, because a warrant I wouldn't pay
Headed for the county
shoulder strap
She couldn't speak
Her knees got weak
Oh, she could almost taste that easy money
There was this old black cat
Who was sittin' in a old
shoulder strap
She couldn't speak
Her knees got weak
Oh, she could almost taste that easy money
There was this old black cat
Who was sittin' in a old
close at 2, I'm the condo around 3
Had that black dress fitting
Man I know that she a freak
After we finish girl you
Know I'm screaming peace
Sweetie I
a half, when they can't handle a quarter
Them man are informers
They get nicked by the feds, then they start singing like Jorja
I'm trying to escape
Poured up some drank and that bitch is still fizzin'
I'm doing what I gotta do, to get to the cash, I might rob a old man for his pension
Ay
Pull up
you like it or not
They say overdose be na mbutu
I get over dose for bisec
By the time I get the dough for mutumbu man go di travaié na with jet
Cause you can get caught by the all-out
Verbal assault, Pharcyde and Black Thought
[Bootie Brown/Frank Fiction]
Pharcyde make mad hits, see ya man
grown but you rlly in yo teens
For the Black lives matter protests trump kalls in the marines
For the Capitol Riot he tell em to come in by all means
your Dope down
Wait until they pass by, before you blow the Smoke out
It don't even matter which city, it's a smoke route
We riding through your side
Black solidarity day arrest sentence
Looking at the moon he starts his coming soon
High like my man c'mon give me the fame
His flame is so
the debt
It's true that the time flies by
I'm Just sitting here
Looking at it fly by
Black hoodies strolling down the street
Looking for a dollar
Never
Lair, in The Belly of the Beast, which is a whale
An old man
Sits by the Grail in the belly of the whale
Looking pale and frail and thin
In this salty
been through
You probably dressin' up and pretendin' you was a white woman!
You come along and crush it
Talking 'bout you want a black man, tuh!
In
can
Side by side we can
Make it last forever
You and me we can
Hand in hand we can
Side by side we can
Make it last forever
Every woman needs a man
One
bout to know me
Of course the Lords my sun by day
And my shinning moon by night
Life be shining bright today
Bright unto that perfect day
Man I got no
back a man
Tell your story to these black and brown kids in Compton
Let 'em know you was just like them
But you still rose from that dark place
[Chorus: Dice Raw]
Days are living fast, moves in misery
You got a song you wanna sing for me
Sing a song, singing man
Sing a song, singing man
Man, you know we rockin', man
Like cut off stocking keep
Kush in our pockets
All designer, man, get y'all grind up, man
Niggas talkin' 'bout fifteen
Yea this a old school mother fucking banger
You don't know who this is well then you in hell of danger
Don't apologize to me don't think it'll save
don’t wanna be played with
Like a toy again
So why the fuck you go to somebody
Like your old boyfriend
I’ll never understand this shit man
This shit's
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