Lyrics:
done seen a good kid start OD
I done seen bro die in front of police
So I try not to cry every day now
Swear I still feel the pain when I lay down
If
money, fatten up the cows
When the howls hatch up out together
By the ring of jagged jowls
This is how the daily
Sacrifices are corralled
And I never lost
Agakino ni hard kwiheba nirwo rupfu believe in Jesus
Byose birashoboka Cox wayine a.ak.a afro twist ndahinguka
P Lee
Ubuzima ni buto nta job nta buzima
something good
But I shoulda had another mechanic under my hood
If you see me walking by you, boy, don't you even speak
Pretend you on the sofa and I'm
swimming, swimming, swimmimg
Just keep swimming, swimming, swimming
Just keep swimming, what they told me when I first drowned
Buncha Drones
Couple Clones
a rainbow
Gotta see hen on sunday when she's dressed
Whoa, and my papa he's a good man
He gives me and mama his best
Whoa, my mama she's a rainbow
Come
pollinated by the "Be"
Pac called it the rose that rose from concrete
How do you define divine that finds street?
"Hip bop," the color of my leaves
Not
inside my pocket for some money I could spend
When I met up Daisy Lee, my good old childhood friend
She was messy like a beggar, wond'rin' up and down
mom pick up your head, we gotta move on
Do you remember Mr. J used to say the beats was fat
But when it comes to business, nigga don't play
I look
looked at me when I played it forher
She said, “Uh, I like the music
You know, baby, the melody it’s really nice
But I know you’re not gonna sing that
good, I just always lied
Streets sucked my soul dry, that's why I'm always tired
Served dope fiend Jackie, that's Tameka mama
I should be ashamed, I'm
bumboclaat spicy, eeh?
Eeh?
Everything spicy, everything stew down
Steam down
Curry down
Everything good!
Alright, watch yah, a cook we cook now, eeh?
the balancers, anyway
I had a good day
Lil mama just hit for a thirty K
The plug just sent 'em right from the bay
You know that I caught 'em, I sold 'em
They
to good friends
But when we on the tenth, we gotta go the length (oh, whoa)
I'm not a playa, yet I get more play
Than a talk show shown across the USA
you no more, get outta here!"
You sent me sprawling in the snow
Blinded by rage back in I go
You're whisperin' sweet nothings in her ear
"I love
keep it pumping
You got it all wrong
When you wait for the TV to tell you what's going on
I thought you're hype on the mic
Yeah, they never get it right
need is you
You're a good girl and I'm a good guy now
Needed that special type to make me settle down
And that's you girl
Cos whenever you're around
It's
every chance I get
So when you're looking through the clouds, daddy
You can bet
That down home
Oh, you know mama's still cooking
Them down home
Most people think that when the albums over, It's the end
But this my friends, it's just the beginning
I'm feeling good I'm gonna make a play
Want
get away with murder
Ever heard of Asperger's? It's a rare condition
It's what you're suffering from when you simply don't care if it's an
Eighty
wanna be with me
Holler if ya hear me
You're my destiny you wanna be with me
Holler if ya hear me
Do you ever wonder when he
Don't come home who he
wanna be with me
Holler if ya hear me
You're my destiny you wanna be with me
Holler if ya hear me
Do you ever wonder when he
Don't come home who he
find a nigga with the same skin to do it
But that's the culture, crack a bottle
Hard to deal with the pain when you're sober
By tomorrow, we forget
You always told me just pray to God
I just prayed for the Saint Laurent
Yeah
Dear mama, dear mama
I don't mean to cause no drama
I know you're
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