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baby grandson read his first book
And I know, if you were here, he'd ask you to hear him too

My mind's running in circles
I'm so confused
I talked

money passing by
I'll pass down to my grandson
That lil nigga set for life plus he gonna be handsome

When they see the grind these doubters mortified

stick ha like a knife and stab sum'
From the fuckin' bottom nigga we ain't had nun
Ma'm we not playing with em now come get ya grandson
I got dis on lock,

turkeys on Thanksgiving
I won't cuss on this song
Cuz ion truly know who's listening
My granny grandson
Prolly ain't the person she envisioned
Always proud

my light it never dim

So I expanded moved out to another country
We get wiser by the years so for this I'm lucky
Take my time soak in everything I can

’m stationed in California gettin dem bands up/want you to kno I’m very proud to be grandson/2000 miles away think about you everyday, another one on the way, im

a drink, but God someone should
I never thought I'd get to hold this darling child
But here I stand a newborn man
With this newborn grandson of mine
It's

authenticity
Be the representation we wanna see
Message echoed by the masses out of necessity
One that audiences can relate to readily
But it's all about

nigga
Rich money 

I just want you to feel me
Releasing all my pain so this music can heal me
Let every blunt I smoke and every drink don't kill me
By

lifestyle
That I'm bless to even feel my grandsons breath
All I spit is truth
Are you deaf
Or your just dumb to overstand what I said
You ain't even hostile

Don't let them put them meditation on you
Don't let them put them medication on you

I don't see a white man
I see a black man in my consciousness

I dedicate this to my grandma
Who made it from Guyana
Surviving in America and speaking broken grammar to a grandson with a mission
Fuel by

Man dem Tins!

(Verse 1)
Bad people no be by who dey smoke 
just like going to church no mean say you good so
tell it, tell it to whoever no like as you

I'm Livin' in Shame [Bonus Track]

Diana Ross & the Supremes

Anthology: The Best of Diana Ross & the Supremes [1995]

1995

of the house, never even boarded a train
I married a guy, was livin' high
I didn't want him to know her
She had a grandson, two years old
I never even showed her

back my hair
to save a stain of sickness (thanks Borko)
in gayness and courage
i was gifted a love
by a Friend of Horses (in the flesh)
i caught my

The Morality Squad

GWAR

America Must Be Destroyed

1991

a couple of friends here

Trained by the CIA Special agents here
To blow you the hell away!
GWAR, your the worst, I'll put an end to you
Your even

shit
Yo girlfriend got a dirty clit
Aiming for the throne like a target
So cute you think I'm harmless
Hang a nigga throat by a harness
I'm a soldier no

on the go 
But I still help my mans out 
Never sell my soul
But I'm still gone cash out 
I always pick the 3rd 
Like Jerry Stackhouse 

Production by nail 
Ty

Granny gimme slacc
suh me went and start fi roam di street wit di shatta clan
she tell me Grandson why yuh limin wit dem ragamuffin 
I tell her Granny I

In 1955, a resilient little Northern-Irish woman born in Belfast by the name of Bridget Foody boarded a whiskey freighter to start a new life in

claim it's a melting pot ya skin black 
You dead on the spot switch up culture 
And let it rot behind curtains it's fuckin bots yea
Year of 97 born in

closed, clutched to my shotty, having visions, flashes of death camps and prisons, no provisions, deceived by the devils decisions. Forced into a slave,

So, when you say something like, oh, Candace Owens
We don't want you in our culture
You don't understand black culture
I have to keep reminding you that

a taste, but for only free sampling 
Cus too much deluxe, I'll end up in a coffin, I'm chained

Whoa I'm chained
Can't wait no more for this culture (Ha)