Lyrics:
thing you see now
You see now
Ooh, don't you leave me for the girl next door
Ooh, don't you leave me for the girl next door
Girl next door, girl
of a master
You never thought you'd be bodied by a bastard
A bachelor who backspin on breakbeats
Break necks of broke souls who hate me
Hate he? you can't
picture events like a black tie
What the last thing you expect to see? Black guys
What's the life expectancy for black guys?
The system's working
pain
I can get you John Doe by a no name
Catch him at the Chinese store
Pulled two sticks on him, we eatin' Lo Mein
Nah nigga, Smack can't hear
(hair)
she says she
Gets cold a lot
Next door to her is the Canarsie
Dressing room I actually grew
Up in Canarsie it's still a
Dump and inside is Usher
Who
we go to the wrasslin' matches and let off
a little steam?"
Now I'd never seen the matches before
And by the time we reached that arena door
4 door Porsche is extra spacious
Same entourage no extra faces
Hands down the best no explanations
And to the top is the next destination
There
will find your body and your wallet
With no cash in it
Ye, I'm that wicked, fuck a nice guy
Your ass trippin' the next rapper to tell me
I’m corny’s
4 door Porsche is extra spacious
Same entourage no extra faces
Hands down the best no explanations
And to the top is the next destination
There
at the back of the shops where the purple wheelie bins are pushed up against the doors that say "fire exit"
The smell of grease, there's a broken glass thing
guys
Talking about how young black guys are targeted
Targeted by who? America
You see one in every hundred Americans are locked up
One in every nine
guys
Talking about how young black guys are targeted
Targeted by who? America
You see one in every hundred Americans are locked up
One in every nine
guys
Talking about how young black guys are targeted
Targeted by who? America
You see one in every hundred Americans are locked up
One in every nine
clothes come out smelling of grease
I got my back to the rail at the end of the alley by the by-pass
You might just see me scratching all these things
Yeah
Father forgive us, we know not what we do, letting the malls die
What terror brought upon by Alibaba, Amazon and all the small fries
Yeah
love
With the girl next door
I was just outside
When I saw this guy
6'3 white tee with the Nikes
Ooh he's just my type
Boy won't you just come
a shop being built, and it's all passing through
And it's weird
But by the time we..
So every day, we progressively build this thing
And then, eventually,
list is crossed off
The fit made its debut at the crosswalk
And I got all the juice to make all these cars honk
The former lost cause gettin' eyed by
"There's a lot of things affecting our mental
Health that makes us do crazy things
That puts us back
Into that trap door that's called
The 13th Amendment i
traveling
The world, where we’ve been and where
We would like to go
BUT both of us were in jail … crazy!
My next conversation didn't go so well as I
Was
offended by this, but that's the market y'all missed
That's the target I'll hit
And that's the heart of my pitch
I wanna do this whole thing different
What
to by records at this audio store
I barely had a dime when I walked out the door
I tried to get a ??? but they could never cut me
But now I gotten money
the best friend route (oh)
That shit was so fun I don't care what any of you guys say
The hottest girl I ever met tickling my arm, going to the mall with
looked twice at you
If I would've knew the girl next door
Would've been you
I probably would've shared my grub
Depending on how close we was
By now we
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