Lyrics:
we all on the line
Shit's we had to do, shit we had to rush
Uh dreams I saw from the window
Life is gettin' scary as i'm
Followed by the shadow
Momma
about is colors of the finer things
This life of kings, I am definitely going to acquire more than six rings
Now that we're married, we have totally
All the things that I'll never be
Never be
Never been fake cause my life's too real
Never been tainted by the industry appeal
Illuminatic Product man
going through some things
He promised the world we living in was an act on abomination
And Demetrius was to blame
I knew you was conflicted by
this whole thing
We'll strong arm we're known Kings
Make all the businesses Black owned like we were back home
And dare you call us Nigger we'll black
but their'e not at all
And he gotta be strong
No matter what's going on
That's how it's s'pposed to be
And he believed that stupidity
He thinks he
to all the young boys
E3, do your thing
But I swear to you school
Get what you can out of school (Rasket from Bow E3, that Dizzee Rascal from Bow E
to the Y-E
Got that juice inside me
Never minute maid, I was made in his image (Yea)
So you rappers should behave, Imma God in this scrimmage (Ard here we go)
like you caught the
Holy ghost
Shake it like you caught the
Holy ghost
Go
I can feel it in my bones now
It's the only thing I got now
They try
just think it was Shaq
Not gonna stop we not going backwards until we get our plaque
And then we doubling down next thing that you know it's a counter
Intro:
Yea.. P-Lae..
One time for my dreamers.
1st Verse:
Dr. King boldly said he had a dream,
I feel like I’m dealing with the same thing,
Well it’s
're beneath you we getting fed up
Fed up we eating we getting fed up
If you got caught by them people you'd prolly fed up
Fed up we eating we getting fed up
If
transplanted to low life
Neighbors no want pay
But they want all we got
Your land or your lives
So them come with their tricks
Disguise force, organised lies
to Cali, we flipped this
Broad day, Chef'll saute, his lyrics is crispy
Now I got Dre up in the kitchen, Rae stuck in position
Bout to flame broil his
than those Devas?
No Sire, not at all.
I want my king to be immortal.
So we can easily take down Devas with our great army.
My Lord...
By doing
enough to put up with the cheatin'
Months go by and only see him for a weekend
I say a prayer, hope my girl ain't leavin'
We all got angels, we all got
marketing plan
Cause you dropped out of school, that don't make you a
Gangsta
O.G.'ing tattoos, that don't make you a gangsta
These boys got you fooled,
on the town, that you niggas going broke
Chop up buzz, we kill this shit
No twenty-twos, no Emmitt Smith
Pulled out on you and let it rip
Killed y'all dogs,
in they 60's and they still don't got it figured out
But I'm a fighter
I'll stay beside you through all the flames
I'm tired of things stayin the same
one)
If you don't what ghetto style means by now
I guess we just gone have to break it down for you
Rock the beat
Break it down (Break it down)
Right
it we already here
Big things in the making
Got these niggas hating
Listen up G I'll tell you where all this shit start
Blowing on blunts in Koby whip
various blossoms
"Awesome. Now then, what the fuck that got to do with me?"
Idkg, I be wavy
How we stay free?
Being without a block on the seeing
I was
dang
About nobody-e-e-e
Well, had him shooting for me like a ball team
Every guy was a knock out, Don King
But none of 'em had smarts, that's my thing
When I say ay (ay), say doo wop, doo wop
Doo wop, doo wop that thing
We got no time to waste
Get yourself a proper drink 'for we start to dance
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