Lyrics:
white people I'm black, feel the need to retreat
Like I should be ashamed of my granddaddy Malik
But my beautiful black brothers and sisters
Want
domino'
Let all the homies know
Tell everyone we know
Yo, she coming home
Eh, sube el volumen
Until the base is moving
And to the places moving
Until
Maaaaan,
(We been workin')
(This what a vacation sounds like)
Yeah,
'til I find myself, I won't be long
(just takin' it day by day man)
won't be
the window, while clutchin' barrettas
But we ain't gonna stop until all of they brothers drop
See want me to open, told her we just gotta take it slow
Like in
with no one to save. Hey, won't you be naked for me? Hey,
won't you be naked for me? It goes:
Please don't pass me by,
oh please don't pass me by
I wish I was there with you
When we're this far away
Singing just to pass another day
It won't be long till you're near to me again
But until then
myself of something
learned then forgotten. Countless sunrises
burying the things I'd figured out the day before.
Like that I probably won't find shelter
"Alright, cool, Jay"
But I gotta be at work by 3, it's midday
I can't go in smelling like weed, he said
"Okay" stop by the cheap tobacco store
Two swishers
out, no way out
I said I'd be home because I
Don't wanna do that right now
I don't got time for that shit
I'ma kill you and you better
Hop in the casket
and blue with the other
Beat us, until we're numb
Beat us, until we can't walk straight then you put us in chains if we lucky
I become irrelevant
And if you like that alright then we got what you need
And if you like that nasty broad then we got low ki's
Dog who got um? we got that white girl
me
Put my beeper on "vibrate" so we
Won’t hear it beep representing
The street, concrete what I speak, yeah
I live it let it be known KRS is not about
more it’s the city by the beach
Because we party till we party no more
It’s the city by the beach central coast stand up my brother
Party till we party
they roofs
Hurricane Katrina, we should've called it Hurricane (Georgia) Bush
Then they telling y'all lies on the news
The white people smiling like
Got 'em on the corner then I had shot 'em
See you got it, watch who you be messin' with
See, that's they problem
Mud brothers, different mothers
Not
gently by the arm,
Then it said to him with its sacred charm:
"Rise and walk with me, you won't be harmed"
It quietly led him towards the great window,
of just always faking bro
Still hating but I don't be saying nothing, I'mma just make it home
So I'mma stay by myself
Yea I'mma stay by myself
Yea I'm
the ground my father walked upon.
My brother and I were a strange mixture,
as different as daylight and dark.
Looking back, it's hard to imagine we came from
I need you brother, won't last alone
Come home, you mother
We're not on our own
You're gon' feel this
Everything can break
Alone with my
You will not be able to stay home brotha
You will not be able to plug in, turn on and cop out
You will not be able to lose yourself on scag
to
Then we got stuck in high school
I shoved an Oscar up his wazoo
Yeah, but I think of the rappers I slayed and buried like every night
And every
of one song
Then we hear the news rappers
They don't wanna be with us for much long
It ain't nothing new rappers
Always be the ones who getting done
the cut
Then its really covered in blood
That's something they wont discuss
This thinking to readjust
Yeah, so here we are
Uh, and here well be
Yeah, its
more then thugs
We more then thugs, more then thugs, more then thugs
With just a little twist of harmony we smokin' lethel warriors
We warriors, We
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