Lyrics:
dot you-K
To be an anglo hyphen saxon in England dot Co dot you-K
blessed with vision, by god in his infinite wisdom
so king George the second has generously bankrolled our glorious mission
Endless money will roll right in
and hard on the farm, with animals, crops, and farm tools; and you have done all that you can do in life, at some point, God is going to call you home to be
how long we're gonna be around
Yeah you keep on telling me life is short
And it's hard to disagree with what you say
But if time is so precious why
when i'm sleeping
don't be confused by my apparent lack of ceremony, my mind is clear.
i may be low or miles high off in the distance, i want you near.
cannot depend on it to be your guide
When it's you who must keep it satisfied
It ain't easy to swallow, it sticks in the throat
She give her heart
told her that you'd hang some pictures for her
You know the ones she framed late last spring of you and her in Florida
You're up on the ladder when it
With sharp pins that be stabbing you
Pins and needles, needles and pins
Nuff said, dick in your mouth like Tempest Bled'
As I race track with
to be
Runnin' this rap shit, it's WHMG
I wish a nigga would say hood in
The presence of a nigga that
Just don't give a fuck, you better level up
(Flash
more, let me do my goddamn thang
What am I an oddity? I ought to be
We the two to take it to another level
I'm in another lane, on some other plane
The blind stares
Of a million pairs of eyes
Lookin' hard but won't realize
That they will never see
The P
(You must be goin' blind)
Give me
The blind stares
Of a million pairs of eyes
Lookin' hard but won't realize
That they will never see
The P
(You must be goin' blind)
Give me
around punk, battle for cream nigga
[RZA]
You want to pound crab, nah let his hand swing
I ought to punch a hole in his palm with these pointy ass rings
George Lucas, let's do this
A long long long time ago this happened y'all just stupid
Frame by frame for you lames
What? you wanna fight?
You saw it in
getting paid
They want to kill you black man put you in a grave
Don’t know the real you black man you ought to behave
They know what’s in you black man
Rina i can hear myself good now
You're good now, haha
Haunted by the memories of you in this life
Man, I've met so many dudes
That were jealous
That's what Kirk Franklin said he sounded like a nigga
Trump supporters took over the U.S. Capitol (facts)
Picture black people bein' in a buildin' that
skeleton key
But don’t you to wanna be a inspiration to me?
In an instance a child's life was ended
By the hands of a four foot menace like Dennis
I'd rather paint it that it's raining
So you peak you can obtain it
You be tainted by your ex trying to reset sex
So great I'm 'bout to make you
Kostya I'll fight you living as a Tszyu
I'm living in the Zoo like George from Pentridge
I've cut laps with who
Speak in rhythm mostly forgiven
Mother
saw him smile
And he said son, this world is rough if a man's gonna make it, he's gotta be tough
And I knew I wouldn't be there to help you along
So I
stiff like the pose
In the pictures of Vogue and flashy fashion magazines
You be thumbing in ?em, props to Beverly Johnson
She was the first black
But ya ought to thank me, before I die
For the gravel in ya guts and the spit in ya eye
'Cause I'm the son-of-a-bitch that named you "Sue"
Yeah what
they ought to spy
Like when war drones fly
For you I will in the war zone die
With a head shot I caught the naai
When you walking by
And a clever talking
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