Lyrics:
Mohammad Ali
Malcolm X those my heroes
Civil rights dark nights dogs firehouse
National guard
Versus a thousand people
Flower in tha’ barrel
Even though it don't hit
Even though it don't hit
Uhn,stamp on it
Ain't nobody do it like me
For real
Not even i can do it like me
Zero body count
I
I did say sorry about the `old woman,' but from the
behind you looked--
DENNIS: What I object to is you automatically treat me like an
inferior!
to the left, don't think that's cool
Let me explain, just listen, imma take you to school
I'm good by myself but with you with it's a power team
Laying up
tool
Never thought I would've gotten this far with you
Almost lost you, and for that I am a fool
Play yo girl to the left, don't think that's cool
Let me
happen,
but didn't see.
Not one out of a hundred will testify.
So don't look at me.
Damn, I was just getting started.
Guess we'll take this jam indoors.
don't hold it, lovin' that potent
I'm drinkin' and smokin', it still got me goin'
These bad hoes is gruntin', their booties is pokin'
Out them little
the pieces, start it all again
Let's just get back to the way it was before
Oh, girl I can't take anymore
Baby, don't treat me bad
Well, this could be
the pieces, start it all again
Let's just get back to the way it was before
Oh, girl I can't take anymore
Baby, don't treat me bad
Well, this could be
If you wanna live
Treat me good
If you wanna live, live
I beg you treat me good
I'm like a walking razor
Don't you watch my size
I'm
If you wanna live
Treat me good
If you wanna live, live
I beg you treat me good
I'm like a walking razor
Don't you watch my size
I'm
If you wanna live
Treat me good
If you wanna live, live
I beg you treat me good
I'm like a walking razor
Don't you watch my size
I'm
look so good, huh, I'll treat you right)
Cootie in the chair
You're all (Cry together)
Cheeba cheeba, y'all i need (Lie together)
Ya don't stop to get by
all bad ties
Last didn't treat right
She said I won't have better life
Bitch look at me I'm fine now
And that bitch hit up my phone
She don't like
well, you better get free
If you're lookin' for love, don't go running to me
I'm gonna treat you right
I'm gonna treat you good
It's too late
underwear
Gyal, yuh bad, girl, you bad
Girl, you bad, girl, you need a spankin' (ayy, girl)
Here comes them bottles, tell me what you're drankin' (ayy)
Don't You Fade on Me by Firehouse
Look at our love
It's like a picture book of memories and we don't know how the story ends
When we were young
We
owe you sacks? Better fought for that
Don't ever let a nigga hold you back
Don't ever let a bitch treat you bad
Don't ever let somebody get you mad
Way
mouth move, I got a mansion or two
Keep fuckin' playin' with a real nigga
Treat yourself, don't cheat yourself (Onananana)
And I know why you called me
Bitch, boy, you make me throw up
Don't know if you have noticed
But you wasn't poppin' 'fore me
Turn the lock, I'm the key
The realest rockin' with me
your bad bad
I can do bad all by my lonely, first homie
Had a whole baby on me, fuck you, nigga
Had a whole baby on me, fuck you, nigga
I don't need
don't give a fuck that he paid
I don't give a fuck how much he weigh
Niggas die every fuckin' day
Broad daylight, hit a nigga with the K
By myself, I'm
Now you tell me that you love me
But I don't think it's true
Because I can tell by the way you act
By the evil things you do
That you want
hide, no escape on this side
I'ma let you get high
Don't wanna live this life, treat me like a bad guy
I'ma let you get high
Runnin but you can't hide, no
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