Lyrics:
what time it is-Let's gooooooo
Cause we gotta get our party on-gotta get our party on
Cause we gotta get our party on-gotta get our party on
Ohh we
Something about wine and Portugal.
Wild man blocking the way of a businessman Doing a
spasmodic dance and screams Take a dump in my head Take a dump
in my
about where the sheep goin'
All I know is war, I don't stop
I keep goin'
Our shooters past at his funeral
(Man, what he do?) shit
I just made a vow
I The Prophesies
Before the earth was formed
The beginning was the Word
Because God saw the the fall of man
Before it had occurred
His plan of our
your history man
I'm Fred Hampton mixed with Marcus Garvey
Quick to turn a racist to a fucking martyr
Feel this Black reign that's the Black power
Fuck
hey
And I'mma beat it, I'mma flip it
Before u see it, I done did it, ya, ya
I know everytime she passes by
Every man around her goes like ""ai ai
of time
But what the fuck is going on? cm I really wrong for
Thinkin' 'bout you so much that I put you in my songs?
Our relationship was short, but I hope
Last week, uh, in Nashville, Bob Dylan, one of the top writers
Well, I don't need to tell you who Bob Dylan is
The greatest writer of our time was
plain
Old black extensions
Just a T-shirt about carbon
"I always thought that by the time
I put out a third album, i would want
To come back to natural
prevent it from them, and they will be surrounded by that at which they used to mock
And if we give man a taste of mercy from us, and then withdraw it from
fight
Well there's another day done and there's another gone by
He's a man of our times a man of our times
Tonight tonight, oh he's burning bright
salvation we had been sick unto death
Our point was flawed
We were condemned by the law
Those he loves, man we know he chasten with the rod
Stay on the narrow
know we can't be insane
You know we go by the high school all the time man
Dreaming abou you know not being lame
And when we go there
How we going to be
ain't shit without our mamas
(Mama, mama, mama)
We ain't shit without our mamas
We ain't shit without our mamas
A man can't have a baby on his own
Better examples for our son
Why is there even a issue for me to
Have time with my son a
Son needs his father so
Many absentee fathers out here and here i
Yeah, just call me Young nigga
Our money's grown though
By the way, let's go, yeah
You already know what time it is, let's go
I said I'm Young by
The time is running out, tick-tock, like the grains of sand
Every man sharpens man, like steel sharpens steel
The threat of a war is real
Where
our fathers and slaughtering them all over the world
But it’s time that we spoke
Either you want us to live, or you don’t
Even so, there’s potential for
half-heartedly explained
but gave up peacefully ashamed
as a glass can only spill what it contains
we went to Portugal and Spain
and in her mind the entire time it
That I have to say
Live by them each and every day, now
And as the time pass
I know our love will last, our love will last, our love will last
Now,
esperam e não Vos amam.
Eu sou o Anjo da sua guarda, o Anjo de Portugal.
Sanctissimae Trinitatis Pater, Fili et Spiritus Sancte,
intime te adoro et
One time for the gang, one time for the squaw
One time for the (Krrrrrruuu crew yah)
Okay my homies on the scene when the man's down (Aye)
They will
You will never change time of love
It's our celebration
You will never change time of love
It's our celebration
Stop, your love is side by side, take
on-and-and-on-and-on-on-and-on
The beat don't stop until the break of dawn
I said M-A-S, T-E-R, a G with a double E
I said I go by the unforgettable name
Of the man they call
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