Lyrics:
They got me killin' with them
They got me sinnin' with them
Smokin' drum, holdin' arms, bustin' guns with them
They got me fearin' the pen,
INTRO:
Children live (children live)
what they learn (what they learn)
play with Jah children, Babylon you get burn
CHORUS:
Children live what
the bull by the horn
And this time we're getting it slain
They wanna do what I do
Hating on me but they act like we Cool
They just wanna take a walk in my
Before they love you, they gotta hate you
They say that real recognize real, (Dawg) we can spot fake too
Y'all know what it is, cause we do it often
As if they do any good
I'll bet you think
That what you're looking
At is all we are
Two old people forgetting
The way we were
Sonny, no one is
Sleepy Joe
Sleepy Joe
Rise and shine, sleepy Joe
Now's the time, don't you know
To get into a new kind of dream
You've been living alone
With
And now you tell me Billie Joe has jumped off the Tallahatchie Bridge
Mama said to me child what's happened to your apetite
Well I've been cookin' all
back on me man show me what it do do
Smoking on that gas, i be smoking on that ouu ouu
I don't want your love shawty i just want an check
If them niggas
appear lean but inside I'm mean envision Joe Greene with Adesanya in between
Educated by the book and the street
My attacks are where gun, sword,
Ridge"
"And now ya tell me Billie Joe's jumped off the Tallahatchie Bridge"
'N' Mama said to me "Child, what's happened to your appetite?"
"I've been
on Choctaw Ridge
And now ya tell me Billie Joe's jumped off the Tallahatchie Bridge
And mama said to me, child, what's happened to your appetite?
I've
on Choctaw Ridge"
"And now you tell me Billie Joe's jumped off the Tallahatchie Bridge"
Mama said to me "Child, what's happened to your appetite?"
"I've
on Choctaw Ridge"
"And now you tell me Billie Joe's jumped off the Tallahatchie Bridge"
And Mama said to me "Child, what's happened to your appetite?"
barely know my name
What I'm tryna tell you is I ain't gotta tell you a fuckin' thing
I'ma show so you know
Niggas either do or they don't
And bein'
Man 1: What?
Mandy: This praising.
Wise Man 1: No, no, no.
Mandy: Oh! Well, if you're dropping by again do pop in. (they
take
hit
Teaching surgical options on what to do with their d-s
It's true and it's sick, no thanks to media
And government giving all of our rights anemia
I
kids, before letting puberty hit
Teaching surgical options on what to do with their dicks
It's true and it's sick, no thanks to media
And government
Pass me that lovely little gun
My dear, my darling one
The cleaners are coming, one by one
You don't even want to let them start
They
Pass me that lovely little gun
My dear, my darling one
The cleaners are coming, one by one
You don't even want to let them start
They
me man - this is what I do man!
All these miserable fucks man â?? e'rybody got they fuckin hand out
E'rybody want you to just come, give 'em money
Why they tryna control what women do with they body? (Why?)
The government is weird, they be out here movin' ocky (they do)
They ain't got no morals,
Bruce Lee Roy, I got the glow
Diamonds dancing in my chain it come from Joe
Hundred bands on me everywhere I go
Lot of niggas hating but they
Keep it
to go
Bruce Lee Roy I got the glow
Diamonds dancing in my chain it come from Joe
Hundred bands on me everywhere I go
Lot of niggas hating but they
and forth in place
Watch um as they sway
Watch um as they sway
Remember what they've done
Now the time has come for pay
Execute with execution
Retribution's
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