Lyrics:
His Nigerian father thought he was doing us a favor
By laying eggs he won't be here to fend for
From his ugly lips
Chicken no dey cry for night (Ayo
your forty
And we gonna do it like this
I got fat bags of skunk
I got White Owl blunts
And I'm about to go get lifted
Yes, I'm about to go get
your forty
And we gonna do it like this
I got fat bags of skunk
I got White Owl blunts
And I'm about to go get lifted
Yes, I'm about to go get
are
Against saying what we want to say the right way
Ya know what I'm saying, so what we're gonna do
Is kick back, swing a little funky beat by my
the first of my family heritage to see a mill
I come from a poverty stricken Ghanaian system
slum villages with no running water conditions
pops came
will
The first of my family heritage to see a mill
I come from a poverty stricken Ghanaian system
Slum villages with no running water conditions
Pops
darkness, the sun's faint
Cus all I ever hear is murder, Murder, kill, Kill
A soldier by age 9
He can be a weapon now, never waist time
If you do it for
tough, Styles P, up front, let's go, konvict
We in too deep to turn back now D, sure is
Watch yourself before you get blown away
You know where I
We need to go back to the village
We need to go back to working the land
We need to return to the family circle
Where all that we do is what we
chicken)
We got fifties we got hundreds (pour it up with sprite)
Niggas from the city (cook me up some beef)
Go and get they digits up (line it up with coke)
Multiplied by thugs in the slums
Headquarters of corruption
Sick fools with big dreams
Who skip school sub-divide you with pistols
Headquarters of corruption
Prince uh
If you have not done what I've done you cannot come where I'm from
N****s don't know I done had guns to my lungs
Nobody here seen me run this
You'll know we'll have a good time then
My parents are getting divorce
Two Christmases
You promised them didn't you
Why'd you go and do that how many times
on the block we aint do it for fun
We was tryna get money however it come
We come from the slums
Where it wasn't no food on our plate so we had to get full off
China, oh China
Now we didn't do because we don't do
Ain't black causes that come for you from your village
'Cause we didn't do because
'Cause today, it
Where do we go
Yeh yeh yeh yeh yeh
Where do we go
Yeh yeh yeh yeh
Where do we go
Yeh yeh yeh
From here
Where do we go
Yeh yeh yeh yeh yeh
Where do
do i stay
do i go
do i cool it
do i blow
blow a fuse
burn it down
step right in
turn around
here to go
reckoning
there's a finger
beckoning
this is me
the truth
That the whole world doesn't revolve around you
We've got so much to figure out
So much drama to fight about
Where do we go from here
Where do we
rhyme to you
That let you know how much love we got for you.
So from here on out let your soul have a peceful journey
One love!
(Pimp)
Now I got
your mother?
Mom went to the market.
And who are you?
I am Mr. Fart,
from the village up there.
I'm here to have a fart match
with your mom.
You will
really want is for you to be here too
The years go by so fast
I thought they would last
But now I'm dancing with
The Ghost of Christmas Past
it ironically they didnt believe me
I came from the slum slum slum slums
My niggas got drums drums drums drums
Nd i gotta go hard for my young niggas
that, Royce, where you at?
I'm right here Fire Marshall, verbal pair of pliers, I pry apart you
Lump on your head designed by a bar stool
Designed by
day
Then we got the pleasure to tour, you was the realest
You showed us love, it was us, Bahamadia, and Slum Village
Rest in peace Dilla, R.I.P. Guru
I
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