Lyrics:
Of justice from it's new wave of leaders:
Frank Rizzo, the high school graduate
Mayor of Philadelphia, whose ignorance
Is surpassed only by those who voted for
They Would Send You Home
By Time You Got In The Door
Hear Mama On The Phone
Damn...
Where Did That Love Go
When We Had Fist Fight
Even When
the culture?"
"Why don't you bring it back to the Bentleys"
"That old school club, not the car"
By the way, can I hold your show?
Gottz pour out some
One, one two
Check me out right here, yo
Yo, the sun don't shine forever (you can turn the track up a little bit for me)
But as long as it's
You know it's true
I know we're gonna wanna remember this
Used to pray for a moment just like this
There's a fire in your eyes I can't resist
I
the infant.
Wise Man 2: We must pay homage to him.
Mandy: Homage!! You're all drunk you are. It's disgusting.
Out, out!
Wise Man 3: No, no.
About 8 or 9 black stallions riding up
It's Mr. Biggs screaming showdown
I'm like What'
Now Kelly
It's not enough room in this town
For you and me
what
You need to be, You need to let
That go just remember that all you
Need is motivation and compassion
For yourself, you can become just
Like me
Shaw and Samantha
Nelson record their part for Find Your Wings
I feel like rap has a timestamp
On it you could listen
To My Cheri Amor by Stevie
Wonder
finna wait no more
So don't waste my time
Remember when we had no way, no way
But we'll be ok for now
We'll be ok for now
And here on out
Now you
the city looking
Back, you can actually
Pinpoint this transition, the very moment
Meek realized he could do this
Forever: he marked it
By cutting his hair
cause im paid(Im living like a hustler)
x4
[Girl]
Tom Cool and shit, watch you mean by fuck a bitch
[Master P]
What else should I say fuck a bitch
never get this moment
Back again
And they'll always remember this time" How do
We as adults optimize it for them right now
Whether they have money or not
Baby your daddy's gone
Baby you're lost
My money longer than my coattails, baby
So you can ride up on em wholesale, baby
Just say you're leaving hope it
independent Ain't a thing you can do for me
Someone turn it up! So we can burn it down
Got dream life on the beat I got blue dream up in my cloud
Been down
Oh
hurt
Don't tell me it's getting better bitch it's only getting worse
We was supposed to go and grind and get these riches
Aye Frank I remember we was
opting for everything to be safe
And comfortable in our daily lives
So no amount of messiness can
Enter when we are
In this mode it is because we feel
That
(It's real life)
And I know that we always fighting
(Say you'll die)
But I gotta know your by my side
You gotta hear me cry
Remember I was locked
No food
never been afraid
Fuck boy, we can die today
What do you got for me now
Don Cappetti thinks it's an inside job
Okay, find out who
Always been a boss
tape or CD
The girl-boy killa, no team illa
The Fam-o, ammo, is every channel
We been hot for a long time burnin like a candle
What you can do is
y'all niggas, then we showed y'all niggas, huh?
We gon' take it back with this
By the time you get a show, we've been all around the globe, huh?
We
Countin up
By Frank Whyte & Killa Beatz
Hook1
Frank Whyte :
Started off fifty thousand
Came up hundred thousand
Too much I can't count it
Go
the talk all action like mimes
Unlock the vault, passing out knives, burn the ashes, you'll try
Who ready for war? It's on, the father that gave the nod
Oh
check with me when y'all want y'all shot
It's ten shooters in my hood for every one y'all got
Ay, look, I had to dumb it down for niggas, you gotta do
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