Lyrics:
[PC Speaker]
Fuck the M-P-double-A comin' straight out the underground
A young pirate got it bad cause I'm down,
Loadin' DVDs like a motherfuckin'
fault I was born into this fucked up world
Not sure how to fix this
Baby maybe I can ease your pain just a little bit
Yo I got the cure for sickness
corners
Here's three cheers for my urban explorers
This one here's for all my world tourers
City, state, country, urban explorers
Now we get around to all
tee, slide
My baby mama done fucked up on her food stamps
That's three muscles recertified
I'm right, niggas be watching, they don't want these problems
Rolling up cookie pack I do not conversate
Serve you bag of a OG on a holiday
I'm never outta shape
These niggas featherweight
I keep two phones
matrimony's not for me
I'd rather die alone in misery
Because I was always taught boy meets girl
Fall in love get married and forget the world
Nine months
Please! Plea - ahhh! Ahhh!
This brother lost his life, the whole world saw him die
We don't see white people die on TV by the police
Why do we have to see
of humanity in the face of the worst
As fire fighters, police officers, rescue workers
And volunteers of all sorts, fight to save lives
The world will never
children will one day live in a nation where they will not be judged by the color of their skin but by the content of their character.
I have a dream
That i had by showing
The world i didn’t care about
Being like other people
I could never go back – 50 Cent
The 50th Law is based on the following
God was organizin' my name
I know It was by merit not by pity see my scarhand
So many battle now I'm man made
(Hook)
You'd be like we, we, we, we, we,
culture, build the homeless a home
I'm not runnin', for Congress or the President
I'm just here, to tell the world, how my story went
You see, first it
Only-if-it's-dirty girls the flirty girls
The blue jeans and t-shirty girls
The Bert and Ernie girls?
The pearls of the world
I see you in every venue, city,
Martin Luther King and Jesus Christ by the brass
I'm so glad Josie decide not to have that abortion
And put me in a can or even take me to the ocean
Seen
national anthem
Verse Three: Sir Mix-a-Lot
Am I a communist? No. But my brain ain't slow
Not long ago, Mix-a-Lot was po'
Never helped out by the ones
[Mr.Cheeks ]
Yo we come through like bulls nigga take two puffs and pass
Nigga watch your back once you talk out your ass
I back up 3 80 and my
sweat it
Soon u can forget it
I had dreams that I turned to reality
By any means
Regardless of the casualties
Behind the scenes
Ever after
Never
niggas flexin', I pistol whip the boy that bring the message
Police interrogate me, man fuck the shit, am I arrested?
If not then let me go cuz bitch I
your daily life
Please do not write to other people or think of others
Write much more to me.
I am so lonely, Almi
My poor, dear Almi,
My dear, sweet
it is, East West all day
I go by the name of- ahh don't worry 'bout that
(All around the world) Come take a trip, ma
(All around the world) Come
again I prove that
Any radio show, any DVD, any stage show man
Put me up against gimmicks
Sound effects or skippy flow man
Don’t think that you’re cold
And you were supposed to love me
Then I got a text from your ex
All summer night, reachin' for nine
On stand by, three sixty five
You get high and you
culture, build the homeless a home
I'm not runnin', for Congress or the President
I'm just here, to tell the world, how my story went
You see, first it
never listen to cops
[Chorus]
[Verse 3 - Nas]
It's cool to love to win but it's better to hate to lose
There's only one Nas by the hundred thousand
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