Lyrics:
who? Tax he? That's some Uber beef
Drive around the town with a gyal call her cute n sweet
Rick James no Mary Jane but a super freak
She just wanna treat
Sad enough
Time to rise above
It's been rough
Gotta change it up
I'm ready to know
Where this all goes
I learned a lot
From the low blows
It's been
at the top part going
Down all low and it's only looking like the pole part
Loading port on a Javelin 370 cross bow
Also, y'all know, at the spot where it
finish
Got cards so I'm playing close to the chest, who gon know me best
I showed up at pride to represent
In a hoodie and some jeans and all the sudden
until it's time for me to go
That's when I bomb it with a blow
And then I black and get a little bit dummy
The microphone is bleeding, you should take
bitch
Tell me I'm whack but they don't know shit
Had to come up on a check to get the shit straight
Want a new car with a double wide intake
Fuck who
the skylight on her ends
Fading black hair's frightened colour to its edge
I know she brought hell once upon a time
Quite frankly I don't know any of you
I'm
your trust in God alone
(Ummm)
Put your trust in God alone
(Ummm)
Put your, put your
Trust in
God alone
You want to go
Where he goes
You should know
to stay boy!
On the outskirts, of what works
Live those who go for broke, and murk to get murked
Live by the sword and die by the semi
Not part of my
repentin' in the form of a rhyme
I know the lord's a forgiver, hope he'll forgive me in time
Who are you to tell me
I'm not warm enough for summertime?
away
It feels like something's changed
And I don't know where you've gone
Tell me somehow you'll cope
Time goes out like a light
It's flashing by
Party people, in the place to be
From the same man, who brought you Da Bichez
(Da Bichez, Da Bichez, Da Bichez)
We were misunderstood, last time
ain't got nothing to do with rap
Check the facts, expose those cats
Who pose as heroes and take advantage of blacks
Your government's gangster, so cut
a nickel for later
I keep a heat for feuding
Got a cutie from Jamaica
They say her daddy and her uncle
Grow it by the acre
I wonder where it started
My need
not limited to our CD's
Who am I? Where's Elvis? Hau TV? What up!
I feel I've been down this road before where
They all wanna know what you in it for
and you saw who you was
Cole World, it couldn't be more clearer
The time is now, couldn't be more her-er
My reign gonna last like 3-4 eras
Say hello
us
Yeah the African now American
They give a fuck bout ya clothes or ya heritage
Black skin so they prejudice, menace full of melanin
In due time
Racing thoughts going by
I forget them every time
Losing all sense of time
Every minute drags till night
Pinch my hands, feel no pain
They're not
had a lil lamb
Know I used 2 pop out 4 the pep rally
But I look best when I don't give a damn
Like fuck it, matter fact, where my susu at
Talking bout
When I just sing everybody Goes wow
And I don't know how I just Hope that wow just open the Mouth
And here comes out
Wow
All the brothers now keep
shoulders, when I’m lonely; time is slower, when you don’t know where you going, you gon’ find yourself some moments, where you mourning for the mornings
nigga totin that blam
He thuggin he don't give a damn
Crook I might go cop a Lam
You know who I am
So don't you just hate when a nigga in ya city
Trying
Watch where your pennies spent, watch where your dollars is
Watch who you following, watch who you calling friends
Make sure they mean well, make sure
like this
And goes like like like
Uh uh, uh uh
Can you save your life by your own hand
Some call me a prophet, others a mad man
To some, I'm a comrade,
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