Lyrics:
long will it last 'til
The po' get mo' cash until then, raise up!
Tell my young black males, blaze up!
Life's a mess don't stress, test
I'm givin' but be
day by day
We will win all the mental games
Get ride of all the shame you carry
Start a fresh day
We are going big or go home
Going home is not
from the marines, brother from the army
Pray that you come home early, frontline soldier careful of di corners, corners
I pray the good Lord will be upon
niggas so why you acting
See more blood then Christian loubs but yelling out what's cracking
Play with the wrong niggas my brothers cool with bringing yo'
by mistake?
Well that's hardly civil
At least, we think you did
That's what we seem to be
Is this gift a glitch that
Twisted free of bland obediency?
Gave them too much of my time I done fell out
Na they won't use me like that no more I am grown now
Learn to have the backs of my brothers from watching
Solutions appear to be fascism
To defeat communism
And capitalism then we should honestly
And self-reflexively recognize that it's
At this point that
I'll
we built
Then they must bleed
I've seen splatter hit the snow when the blood freeze
Scraps over territory they know we must keep
Get home and white
was my birthday
Nobody knew
Catch a tigger by the toe
And even if he holler
I still won't let him go
Until he choose, an eeny, meeny, miny, hoe
You
that I'm about to be signed by one of the biggest pop producers at that time, my mother is sitting next to me and she couldn't be less impressed. She's
my love
Until I told you so
I told you from the start
But you’re the one
Lay out in the sun
If there is a reason
We could fall apart
Just give it to me
at night
Workin' up a sweat!
Yeah!
Salt and Pepa's here, and we're in effect
Want you to push it, babe
Coolin' by day then at night working up a sweat
this is my story, this is my song
And to them rudypoots, don't attempt to try this at home
It's just a poem until y'all learn right from wrong
Know
this is my story, this is my song
And to them rudypoots, don't attempt to try this at home
It's just a poem until y'all learn right from wrong
Know
Ima run it up
Ima always get my bucks, gotta stack it up
And I know my haters mad, mad we goin' up (Yeah, cause we are)
And my niggas won't stop until
is, nigga. Here it is. What you
gonna do with it?
Bizzy:
Well it must be close to the Armageddon, Lord. No, then I won't fly by
that lesson, you
're a family then let's grow now and make a home
Let them know you're my brother no matter what the tone
They like me, forget about the color I might be
We're gone, won't come back til we're on
Until then I'll just leave you with this song
We outta here!
This is what we live for, used to be piss poor
happen 'til I make it
Until then my goals are separated
The greatest enemy of man is his own mind,
Nightmares creep up on your alone time
So don't cry,
on'n'n'on'n'on on'n'on,
The beat don't stop until the break of dawn
I said M-A-S, T-E-R, a G with a double E,
I said I go by the unforgettable name
Of the man
enemies
And you can sing along 'cause I'm feelin' ya energy
Hey Nas, how ya doin'?
Take my name, and my number
Meanwhile, we'll be groovin'
But let's take,
waking up by weapons when your home gets plundered
Imagine seeing your kids get killed
Or being born with a disease that won?t heal
The whole truth
Lay down and decompose
I feel for Dolph, as we return to home
His past is more than most could stand
I know he fears he's not strong enough
But I'm his
Call me by my name
And in that time of prayer and waiting
Where doubt and reason dwell
A jury sat deliberating
All is lost
Or all is well
Home
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