Lyrics:
of it all
I'm looking through my rose colored glasses, a brand new prescription Surrounded by lunatic masses and adverse conditions
I'm telescoping
I work at an elementary school
In a beautifully diverse classroom
They've now reinforced the rule
Where everyone must stand
And pledge allegiance
Hustle by the day, hustle by the Night
Get money
Hustle by the day, hustle by the Night
Get money
Stash it in your treasure box
Got to Live Your Life
Let me tell you 'bout me dear old mum
How she had a brood of ten for Mother Ireland
Raise your glasses to me dear old mum
With a penny for the Pope,
talk, okay lil' boy let's go hand for hand
Let's go brand for brand
Let's go band for band
Why he livid? He just lookin' like he gave himself a tan
Actin'
ass is still the fattest
Roll with the baddest
My girls in Gucci glasses
How could you pass this? Your loss
But I ain't tripping - I'm still the boss
I
the nword
So save your liquid
Pe we just here to flip it
Find somebody new to get wit
The next time you hear a
Cat who can't Stand or even look in the mirror
Some pick up a microphone and can't even achieve this
Oscar award winning your shit I'm bored with it
Stop copy-catting son (why?) cause your dog did it
your breakfast muffin
My appearance shock your brand new motherfuckin leather
I ain't say nothin
Cause in your panties secretly, I know you readin
Wouldn't mind getting older with you
I put my hope in your hands
I'll be where you stand
This magic's so brand new
Now I'm a different person
Who's never
All I talk about is money
'Cause that's all I know
I gotta a bad bitch in my Chevy
Sellin Miley Cyrus in my brand new Monte Carlo
I got that
guys
Talking about how young black guys are targeted
Targeted by who? America
You see one in every hundred Americans are locked up
One in every nine
guys
Talking about how young black guys are targeted
Targeted by who? America
You see one in every hundred Americans are locked up
One in every nine
guys
Talking about how young black guys are targeted
Targeted by who? America
You see one in every hundred Americans are locked up
One in every nine
or wants of men
So I'll ask you once more for your help
And I shall not ask again
Then the ocean pulled her waves back
And beckoned him stand near
Well he broke your glasses
The girls all laughed
As he pushed you to the floor
But then you stood up one day knowin'
You couldn't stand it
Verse One: Sadat X
This is the stick up boom music for styles to flow free
But y'all know it's me or could you tell by the spree
That buried generations of black and brown men
Who left their post because they were misguided by ghosts in the land of the living
Ready, aim, fire
Nigga where i come from everybody struggle
How you gone make it out determined by yo hussle
When you make it to the top now everybody love you
When
the bed. All we thinking 'bout is concrete jungles
Futures of self worth, feeding both our struggles
Yeah
You were Something brand new to me
A life
with ease while the track stands at attention
Meant to put you away, with the pencil
Pistol, official, sixteen line, a rhyme missile
While you risk
know a nig' keep hammer keep lackin
Why he keep looking for passes?
Even the blind man say i get money
You better put on ur glasses (breesha)
Bitch came
love when My pockets was busted
Say that they love me but I Didn't trust it
Stand by my side and they still Try to rush me
Stand by my side and they
Totally psychic open your mind quick as the vibe kicks word to my sidekick
Sex boi let's hoi jislaaik yo yo yo yo yo check out this hype flow
I go by
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