Lyrics:
a Tricky Dickie Screwdriver
It's got one part Jack Daniels, two parts purple Kool-Aid
And a jegger of fermaldahyde
From a jar with Hitlers brain in it
through
With the truth, broken down on the first two
When I first asked the question if you was down
How many punk ass niggaz do I gotta clown?
With
two
Parts of me in this music
Parts of me thinking who
Is she thinking of right now
Drizzy once said you should pipe down
Only like me cuz I'm in
Four decades ago a young man left Mississippi
To fight the war in Vietnam...
Did two tours and got shot received the metal of honor
When he got home
By unions married, do offend thine ear
They do but sweetly chide thee, who confounds
In singleness the parts that thou shouldst bear
Mark how one
But when I see us now
I really find it strange
How little, how much we've changed
In the years gone by
I guess it's meant to be that way
Jimmy
through
With the truth, broken down on the first two
When I first asked the question if you was down
How many punk ass niggaz do I gotta clown?
With
a flame
A blue flame jumping off a gas stove
Somebody lit i was three years old
I felt fear, real fear
For the first time in my life but i
Remember it also
beyond that
'Cause complacent niggas usually die up in they complex
Nigga, where I'm from, they turn death into a contest
Livin' by the gun, put all my
you should not miss
"As we go a little something like this" --> Slick Rick
Well I'm a true blue MC with plenty of pizzazz
Plantin and scratchin is
One part sad and two parts brave
One part silent and one part says
To the stars
One part black and two parts blue
One part wishes the best for
stalk
My man say he was god holdin' the devil's pitchfork
That's why I'm throwin' rhymes like Geronimo's tomahawk
[Verse 2: Jeru]
War, many shout it but
There's a Vietnam Vet with a cardboard sign
Sitting there by the left turn line
The flag on his wheelchair flapping in the breeze
One leg missing
3 1/2 Bars (measures) (in common time)
RRRRRRRRRRRRAAPIDO
4 bars
Your time is up my time is now
You can't see me my time is now
It's
Where do I start? Steady playin' my part
Wars, you know I fought, in the web
Niggas done got caught
Down to play the wildcard
Trippin' 'bout them
But my war is an art,
Been shredding competition
Since my very start;
Done tours overseas
From Vietnam to Iraq,
Now I'm finally back home
And I
For half my career I was part of that
My best friend got a burner, and it's lookin' like an artifact
Put it in your puffer or your Prada hat
Like
on
Watch my guns illuminate the sky like Vietnam
My confidence shared by all conglomerates
Everyone in my circle is dominant
We live prominent, your world we
of promises, no fancy talk.
I'll just follow my conscience, that's all I can do
He's the Governor of Texas by '41
He reforms the schools and prisons, and
PART I - INTRO
[Instrumental]
PART II - SETTING SUN
She is all I ever wanted
She could make me lie
I don't think she's dead or anything, but I
improved a bit
See he invented a machine that played a two-minute disk
After Bell invented the telephone in '76
Time Frame
After World War I a wide range
(Hey)
Catch us in and out, we movin' tact', these niggas don't stand on business (brrt)
Ready for war right now 'bout the 'Crete
I ain't playin'
of men gave their lives
So we could be free
That's America to me
Granddaddy fought the Nazis back in World War II
Uncle James went to Vietnam like they
Chan//
Spillin' like a Vietnam//
Soldier damn we at war with ourselves somethin' gotta give quick//
Before the situation acquitted//
someones gotta admit
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