Lyrics:
I'ma light it on fire
Til I burn this shit down
I'ma light it on fire
Til the paper's turning brown
I'ma light it on fire, fire
Til I burn this shit
Yea, so we got this tune called "for women" right
Originally, it was by nina simone
She said it was inspired by, you know
Down south, in the south,
I work on a train
That's eleven and a half cars long
I can only work at night
Cause the things I do are wrong
We carry some nasty substances
On this
I work on a train
That's eleven and a half cars long
I can only work at night
Cause the things I do are wrong
We carry some nasty substances
On this
Save your troubles like you
Store them in the bank
I never really cared by the size of my shank
Because when the train did whistle
Ain't no time for
This train could leave at anytime y'all better all aboard
Whether livin' day to day, or livin' heart to heart beat
A true Souljah suffers agony but never
proceed to throw this cash
All that ass in those jeans kid wale me
Kid and Roscoe speak
Long hair she don't care
When she walks she gets this
Brown skin
your heart, I promise you,
In this, our "two by four" town,
"Welcome" on the door town,
If you'll make it your town, too.
(Musical interlude)
You
cum quick, like somebody ordered Popeyes
I should do this whole verse in Danny Brown voice
My bitch get so wet, she walk around and make the ground
really hard to choose
Between a pair of black and a pair of brown shoes
When I'm high on batwings
Up by the silvery moon
I think of a certain sad
and the men who had the horn
And they all looked very happy in the morning
But Jimmy didn't like his place in this world of ours
Where the elephant man broke
Mississippi, they want me in Old Cheyenne
Wherever you may look tonight, you will see this wanted man
I might be in Colorado or Georgia by the sea
Working
Mississippi, they want me in Old Cheyenne
Wherever you may look tonight, you will see this wanted man
I might be in Colorado or Georgia by the sea
Working
obtains the stain, will gain a rain
That pours, it soars my brain to yours
Ordained by law to train the poor
I'll make sure that there ain't gonna be no
Ordained by law to train the poor
I'll make sure that there ain't gonna be no more
It's a treachery hidden up the sleeves of men
Magic will only
had fallen in love with this
Cute little Spanish Fireball
She wore a ruby bracelet and a blue white diamond
Upon her little brown hand
She made
had fallen in love with this
Cute little Spanish Fireball
She wore a ruby bracelet and a blue white diamond
Upon her little brown hand
She made
When a Brown Boy Up
We up and do it for the family
We up and do it so we all can eat
I put that on everything
Mama waiting on some finer things
I’m
Afghanistan held for ransom
By the hand of this black man
Neo-colonial puppet
White power with a black face
He said fuck it i’ll do it
A master of disguise,
had fallen in love with this
Cute little Spanish Fireball
She wore a ruby bracelet and a blue white diamond
Upon her little brown hand
She made
The main street of this little town
Might as well be my runway to touch down
‘Cause if I ever need a piece of home
I know just right where I’ll go
By plane
We put up our tent on a dark green knoll outside of town
By the train tracks and a seagull dump
Topping the bill was Horse-Faced-Ethel
And her
[Street Life]
Excuse me gorgeous..
Just maxin' lookin' for hoes you know relaxin'
Met this redbone Jasmine midtown Manhattan
Shot a verb that
Excuse me gorgeous
Just maxing, looking for hoes, you know, relaxing
Met this redbone Jasmine, midtown Manhattan
Shot a verb, that tranked her
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