Lyrics:
daddy used to tell me a lot
Is you ready or not?
Boutta do the impossible
Remember I was charging 30 a pop
For an 8th of the snot
Never caught by
oppressed
So we demandin' racial equality, nothing less
For what they did in the past and still do
Wouldn't you want somebody to ride if they killed you?
Hils' (Like Keri Hils')
Lemme show you how real it feels (Real it feels)
Or switch it up, we can take it down to the south
FL or GA, no need for me
the weed spot, my pockets go broke
We high, we high, we high, we high (say it again)
It's the four horsemen, call reinforcements
We ain't looking for
told you all
about, remember? By the way, it was Nassau Bahamas and not Jersey where the Traveller's rest was, see!
So, there we were, standing
pay!
Nowadays I act right
In the past we used to fight
Where the loyalty at? Where them real
Street thugs? Where the thug life?
Where there's a will
business 'bout weh dem ah do pon the internet
Postin' for the opps to watch, nah, we not into that
They know what it is, dem see we they don't try
Fine by
the school year
Black folk, go put a book in ya face
But first give the hook a taste
Bring the preacher in!
Heal! Heal, y'all!
We comin' healin'! It's
more runnin' or stress
Anxiety
Got us missin' out on most of R lives
Because we runnin' clockin' in
Yo checkin' the hour like every ten
Where I'm
Ain't got that much to show for it
Still had to sell my soul for it
Just to get by
We're all born sinners
But I'm a born winner
Surrounding myself with
strength on the inside where fear hides and has hidden in you
But no more, this day we choose to go above it all to a place we've never seen before
Higher
The word play we display
Can only convey the vibe when they DJ
Colonial rep but far from the empecee
Feel sorry for those who by stand innocently
Lights out, bitch, adios, goodnight
Now put that in your little pipe and bite down
Think for a minute 'cause the hype has died down
That I won't go up
Lights out, bitch, adios, goodnight
Now put that in your little pipe and bite down
Think for a minute 'cause the hype has died down
That I won't go up
the money
He acted real funny
He hocked up a rock and
It TOTALLED my car!
Oh, do you
Know any trucks
Might be bound for THE VALLEY?
I don't wanna
That's how we do (alright)
Yeah, this is for my dogs (yo), this is for my dogs (uh)
Yo, where we at, baby? (Creepin' through the fog)
From then 'til
me it traps me, in the hole
Reachin for my soul, fuck it, yo
If your heart stop beating I'll go back in time
Make your heart beat again, real
inquisitions left blank
All I see is scars with nobody to thank
I want to know, where do we go
When our time is over
And do we have a soul that we could hold
they don't know
There's something better after here but everybody won't go
So I ask you to forgive them and we'll hope they see
And I thank you for
I've been watchin' you
And I like the way you move
So go 'head, girl, just do it
That ass shakin' thing you do
So you grab your girls and
You grab
I've been watchin' you
And I like the way you move
So go 'head, girl, just do it
That ass shakin' thing you do
So you grab your girls and
You grab
(Where are you ladies)
Show me the real women
I drink Pellegrino water guess it's
Something about the bubbles
Do you want the simple life
Or do you want
I wanna know where the souls go
When I return to the place we once were, together
And they are not there anymore
It's the real that's unreal
Now tell
and the chest of drawers are telling her to go outdoors
He should have been here by this time, he said that he'd be here by nine
That guy is such a prick
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