Lyrics:
I wish we’d started in the rain
So that when it was gray
We’d think it was a fine and normal day
Yeah I think I misbehaved somewhere along the way
grandfather Stan wasn't Nothin' But a Man
He fell in love with Jivote so he took her by the hand
They had two sons, Stanley and Perry
They go together like
uphold and abide
By that prejudice, racist, wicked ass bullshit
Like the 4th of July, we blowin' up fuck the system (We blowin' up!)
Got us out here
When she said she'd lost it
Should've seen her face
Line in the sand she crossed it
This is not a race
Of course he wasn't there
He should've
our trip across the USA
We're gonna party like it's 1949
We're in the Pontiac from July to July
Gonna see it all before he says goodbye
Gonna party
He talkin' Hitman teeth what?!
But I got a pistol tucked in
The linin' of my custom designin'
I light skin wit' bald heads but
We got nothin' in common
Bonfire" by Nikolai Astrup
That shines on my computer screen in 2017 in the awful July night
The house is finally quiet and still with the child asleep
In purgatory
Blackened chasms
Overwhelm you
What is this envelope
Birch trees bitch
About witches getting hitched in Vegas
Like a plague
We spread
we've both won
Our love is
Harder
Than the spiders' silk
Deeper
Than the ocean's trench
Harder
Than the rains in July
Deeper
Than the blue in your eyes
(Hook)
E just lost his grandaddy I can't tell he ain't happy
We don't talk much but I been praying for him like a damn pastor
Always love on this end
He won't be able to hurt us anymore!
Don't interfere! He's always been here
Choosing our path all of the horrors in store
Together we can right
Hebrew boys hopped out the fumes
By faith God delivered Daniel from the lion's den
And it's only by faith that we can please God in the end
If He said it
the hood, duckin, dodgin the heat
My niggas watch the street, be it rain, snow, or sleet
Us niggas gon eat, makin troops we creep
Losin the jeep, runnin
[Intro: Inspectah Deck]
There comes a time when you'll be stripped of your stripes
Take away the accolades, and look yourself in the face, you know
play a part
We can't ignore that it just might
In a small white town in the USA
Just before the Fourth of July
Stonechild Chiefstick
He ought to be
and we been playa hated (say what?)
I don't know and I don't know why, why they want us faded
I don't know why they hate us (yeah)
Is it our ladies
and we been playa hated (say what?)
I don't know and I don't know why, why they want us faded
I don't know why they hate us (yeah)
Is it our ladies
was alive in the end okay
We ain't out dissin' the dead okay
We ain't out dissin' the dead I be following code
All this shit is like Gucci Mane said
and never see beefs
bad enough we still killing eachther over ???
now its more bust ??? to over color
man its insane black rain
feeding our seeds
LORD our God, together with every kind of produce of its crops, for our good; (in winter, include: give dew and rain for a blessing upon the face
centuries.
As we look ahead in our uniquely American way, restless, bold, optimistic, and set our sights on a nation we know we can be and must be, I thank my
me dead in the face and said "stale."
Then my cloaking device must of went dead. why?
'Cause the old a** judge looked at me and said.
This is our
the mood but ones didn’t partake
It was me and the homie IGK who decided to vacate
Our minds at first it was fine we were smoking js and having a blast in
noddin'
How could we allow something like this without pumpin' our fists?
Now this is our final hour
Let me be the voice in your strength and your choice
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