Lyrics:
or get thirsty
Got me these worms by waking up early
Still here? Ain't bored to death
Yet? Halfway through and
You ain't bored to death yet i wonder
How
a girl
There's a million of 'em in this town
Only a girl
They're everywhere, just look around
She don't matter anymore
I'm probably better off for
pushing one twenty, you ain't by my side
If I do happen to die tonight,
At least I know I had a good ride
Everywhere girl everywhere I go
I see drug pushers
Hit The Record Button
Its Kocky baby
Yea
Hot Potato hot potato hot
PLEASE
Hot Daammit
Yea
If getting fresh its always W.E.T
Black drippage at its
hangin' day, the sky was overcast and black
Big Jim lay covered up, killed by a penknife in the back
And Rosemary on the gallows, she didn't even blink
hangin' day, the sky was overcast and black
Big Jim lay covered up, killed by a penknife in the back
And Rosemary on the gallows, she didn't even blink
a Polite Name For Ghetto as in Black Ghetto. Those of Us That Don't Live in the Ghetto are brought here usually by Television and usually when there are only
prayers
I'm hoping something get received time is passing by only thirty days work on this receipt
(He, He, He)
I want people to know that I'm perfectly
a Patek
I know you an eater
Can tell by the lisp
Only got time to level up
Level up
I think that I leveled up
Leveled up
Only got time to run it up
Run it
to keep a cool cool head
Nevermind what I just said
Moodswings
Are everywhere in everyone
Touch me
Were not the only ones
Moodswings
They make you black
My 1967 Shure 4-channel mic mixer has only had the sounds of fetal heartbeats
And what I've sent through it crossed its capacitors
It was given to me
And all that black homies know me
So they throw up the set as I crew so deep
Bouncin' more just Some text missing
Everywhere i go
All I see is T-shirts
people, my success is a provocation
Because they look at my hands and see that
I have nothing written in the stars
Story cards - only dust lies on them
Everywhere I go I gotta keep my niggas by my side
I'm up now all the sudden bitches on my line
I got off my ass and got up on my grind
Gotta watch some niggas
feet in man just stop meeting me halfway
I’m doing this for the unarmed blacks you passed away
For George Floyd, Breonna Taylor, and Freddie gray, it’s
Your experiences, your thoughts
But in all honesty, I think it's pretty divine
The stories you only know about
By myself type
Don't fuck with no one else
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I ran it up all by my lonely and they couldn't do it how I did this shit
I'm posted up on the scene, yeah, I do it on some
the goddamn streets
Cause that's the only way we gonna stop these pigs
We ain't gonna stop them by prayin'
We ain't gonna stop them by beggin'
And we ain't
"Am I from this moment
Of this primordial hollowness
Concealing my only truth?"
"Am I? I am..."
Darkness is all there is
Devouring the freedom
with semi automatic bullets in the night
So everybody, everywhere, listen to this fact
Nobody treated equally, especially the black
If you don't get
currently have
Selective memory, I'm blocking all the bad games out
Even though I got more fuck ups than a halfway house
But since the masks came out I've
and black
Big Jim lay covered up, killed by a penknife in the back
And Rosemary on the gallows, boy, she didn't even blink
And the hangin' judge was sober,
the only fake nigga around yo crew, you cousin Skeeter, huh
702 on the scale, that'll be a hundred dollars
In them traps we do that math and science better
feet
You see, I am Wonder Mike, and I'd like to say hello
To the black, to the white, the red and the brown
The purple and yellow, but first, I gotta
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