Lyrics:
will be
My man fuck around and do some years cuz he aint take a plea
Nigga fuck the jails and the court system
I shot three niggas please dont be
Who got fathers who told me I’ll shot call it (Aww Man)
If ever their chapter came to a close
My lil' bro who I told when I make it
He’s apart
drive me to a town where
People with black hair drink special brew and I can make lots of money by charging fat old
Men five pounds a time to look up my
man, like it was my theme
Man I'm back, you'd be crazy if you thought I'd leave
So relax, put your mind at ease, yo PEZ where you been?
Man, in Vietnam
needed help the most
You didn’t care for me
That’s why I stand here by my lonely
I showed em love it got me hurt
But that’s the old me
I flushed
killed my father that same
Night he was tried and convicted, sentenced
To die that sentence was commuted in
1973 by the Supreme Court
And to this day he is
killed my father that same
Night he was tried and convicted, sentenced
To die that sentence was commuted in
1973 by the Supreme Court
And to this day he is
tearin up my shoulders
Lord I thought these old pains had moved over
The congregation say it’s alright bro you a soldier
I’m prayin for you
Inside I’m so
solace-less
Ain't got no hobbies and just focused on their wallet
Tryna keep a fuck buddy
I need nothing but money, but my mind is polished
I do it by putting
you are
E is for loving almost everything that you do
R is for rape me
M is for murder me
A is for answering all of my prayers
N is for knowing your
opps dem way too chatty
Mash come old like granddad Ratty
Jail to road all my gang get crashy
And it's glad when I swing on my jocky
But man can't
myself errday no case
Said I'm a changed man the devil said no way
Unclean spirits no longer have place
So full of holy spirit that there's no more space
I
And we'll be long gone before the cops arrive
'cause all my shootings be drive-bys
Ah-yuh
I'm busting more shit than an incontinant man at a chili
ridiculous
well up until now your only concept of rhythm is a four by four loop
square as a pool table
with no dynamics implanted but you couldn't understand
Im on the edge of the world
Shit, I feel cold blooded
This is for my old cousins
If you want to know something
I been on some soul hunting
Couldn't
ain't old
Why didn't I say what I mean?
I should have split home at fifteen
There's a story that the grass is so green
What did I see?
Where have I
cot
Come out them colossal rocks back to your fossil watch
My life is foul sometimes I wish I could write this down
To keep your wife from screaming
Manhattan is an island
Like the women who are
Surrounded by children in a car
Surrounded by cars
Or Manhattan was a project
That projected the worst
Never thought that I would be here
And now I see my vision so clear
My closest people can't be here
Hope I ain't in jail or dead by 10 years
blessings like molasses
If you trust in my fun,
Bank on me like where your cash is
So enough of the bad shit
Stay away if you're bat shit
Growing up, we ain't
bitch in this car, man
[ Willie D ]
Oh boy, that's misdemeanor shit
I'm on that other level
[ DJ REDDY RED ]
Fuck you mean by the other level shit, man?
[
Trying to install eyes up in my brain
Pressing eject do I have the power to do so?
Just like a shotta that has the power to move
Oh, is it easy enough?
and skin
That the wilderness is gathering
All its children back again.
The rain falls down on last year's man,
An hour has gone by
And he has not
alright
Okay I know it's been a minute since we come along
The old house you were livin' is now a cinema
I'm not growin' by decision or a lack
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