Lyrics:
you can tell by the way I roll shorty that I'm a ladies man
a business man
condos down the shore
multi million pension plans
but it aint in my plan
One, two ; watch out for the man in blue
Three, four; I keep it raw and hardcore
Five, six; you're beating us with nightsticks
Seven, eight; I'm forced
Big tall man standing in the street
Gun hanging on by his side
Just one man that he'd like to meet
That's when I began to hide
I recognized him
put me on a flyer for twenty, I'm a wanted man
Son of Sam, I was born in '77
Your bitch a late-night Slurpee, She 7/11
Yeah, the family, so you gotta
put me on a flyer for twenty, I'm a wanted man
Son of Sam, I was born in '77
Your bitch a late-night Slurpee, She 7/11
Yeah, the family, so you gotta
on cloud nine fuckin with me duke
Be sure that I'm the crisp man waitin to see Proof
Some say I'm high on life and I don't need your herbs
I'm gettin
Yeah, be the realest shit I never wrote
I ain't write this shit by the way, nigga
Some real shit right here, nigga
This will be the realest shit you
life
Queensbridge streets at night even more trife
Hold me down son, never let sleep
Danger lurk
Niggas creep, doing they dirt never in peace
By my self
tell my mom where I've gone
I can't tell anyone at all you see
My best friend Sam was raped by a man that
We knew 'cause he worked
In the after-school
After sitting in a class full a lectures surrounded by fakes
Now can you talk real not the same my tracks on my worse days are yours on your best days
you?
You false prophets
Man a say woe unto you
Be wise now Jah daughters and sons for the time has come
So called spirit leaders make a living
Ramen Noodles, Toaster Strudels (the munchies man)
I'm high, nigga 'bout to make pancakes
Or should I just go to sleep until Styles come? (Where this
Lay and watch an evil man
An evil man with evil plans
My god, I am a gjost, by god I am a ghost
But I am not one of those you are not one of those
Niggaz try to block me but they can't stop me
I'm a bad man understand where I come from
Treatin' niggaz dumb, as I drink my rum
I'm a mad man, I get
When his son became a man would he had to live
(The last foxhole oh the last foxhole oh Lord let it be the last foxhole)
Then came Korea they sent my
piece
I'm the blueprint, I have your clothes
Lookin' like they was designed by bullet holes and shoe prints
When I bless a joint, it's like Spock
Came up
wouldn't have to go, eenee-meenee-meini-mo
Catch a homo by his toe, man, I don't know no more
Am I the only fuckin' one who's normal any more?
Dad
buried under
What has been will be no longer
No matter what man may endeavor
Eden's gate closes forever
Day by day life is eliminated
God's own work
matter what man may endeavor
Eden's gate closes forever
Day by day life is eliminated
God's own work altered and uncreated
Through it all there stands
In long years of ancient time,
Stood alone a friend of mine.
Reflected by the ever-burning sigh
Of a god who happened by.
And in the dawn,
untouched by the man
Songs we used to sing used to mean something
Now they just bland like the drummer
Where's the real drummer? Michael B.
Mint
June 16th, 1971
Mama gave birth to a hell-raisin heavenly son
See the doctor tried to smack me but I smacked him back
My first words was, "Thug for
the freedom of speech, freedom of speech, article one, the G.G.O,
Can't just fall fo anything man, what's the science behind that?
Can't understand why Bush
ain't trippin' off material bling
I analyze off of Billie Holiday to Queen
What was Marvin Gaye thinking when
He wrote that theme
A Trouble Man, why his
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