Lyrics:
You think I give a damn bout you
Well shit maybe I do
I aint really think things through
Cuz are we really through
I done said a lot of shit I didn't
And the teacher said.. What you doin' young man
I'm paintin' flowers he said
She said,
It's not the time for art young man
And anyway flowers are green and red
Nigga I would die for this shit
I ain't think id ever be alive for this shit
Used to want friends by my side
Now I'm realizing
People leave you out to dry
I keep on grinding
Until my pockets are fatter than ceelo green
Now I'm back in the hood
Surrounded by fake people I can't trust
Wake up in
groceries are divided by weight and stored in glass jars (yeah)
Got my reusable bag
That swag, my flex, my flag
Zero waste, that is my jam
Save fuel
outselling you
By 29 I had three albums that had blew
Now let's talk about somethin' I don't really do
Go in someone's daughter's mouth stealin' food
But
the spare door
The cops are here why you scared yeah what you scared for
The cops are here get your body off the dance floor ah
I'ma get by
Hit 'em with
You can reach into your pocket
While I reach into my mind
Clarity is so divine
We just single the design
The physical we inherit
By visions on TV
really wish that I had just learnt
I get the green just like it is some celery
Your last albums trash man what are you selling me
Stop being so loud
vie, sans sécu
T'es caché comme Tekashi
Addiction, drogue et col-al collent
À mes khos ça créé des dommages collatéraux
J'fais du sport du RAP
Partant si
of the repressive apparatus. The names of the fallen ones are:
Carlos Augusto Barroso, 19, killed by skull crushing.
William Fernandes Leite, 22, killed by a shot
Close with her friends, so I know I'll get by
Potent green got me thinkin' of you no lie,
How many verses before I get bored?
How many cities have I not
up the kid like volume ten
And you can brown-nose me 'til the album in
You was hot when your style was in
Now ya lookin' at Gilla, I wish I was down
do it like this
Shorty watch your step or you might get Rocked like Chris
Are you feelin this? You dig the way it's going down?
Now we back in town
to you dukes, I was wrong
Well you out there now, so put my black ass on
And sure enough, huh, in about a year's time
I was r-a-w, goin' for mine
Start this album out by saying
I love you p-red
I wish you weren't dead
Fucck a piece of lead
One time he carried an
AR across a persons lawn
In his
don't make you hella green
It Just makes you hella green
And I've been feeling heavenly
Ever since the day I picked up my pen and started to write my sins
star
Or are you better off without it?"
Cause I mean maybe the world would be better
If we were all just uncreative drones
No dead child, hood dreams
(Smile please, all smile, you too, Sir)
(I am smiling)
All lined up in a wedding group
'Ere we are for a photograph
We're all dressed up in
The ambulance came right away.
Across the street, I heard him say:
"Al I got hit by a car,
You're a good friend Al, that's what you are."
Crushed like green
at the same place you are now in
You shouting, announcing, you wanna win
With similar minded men with great business acumen
We can make an acquisition till
[KRS-One]
You are now tuned in to the ultimate sounds.. of Dr. Dre
You know what time it is!
Xzibit steps up to the mic
layin down
Little green, little green, it's too odd to be true
I don't think we had much, but I think about you
Are you lonely too
I know that there's a place
[Chorus:]
Are you ready to throwdown?
Yes we are!
Well, get on down like your 'posed to
and shake your ass on the carpet like the old school
Are you
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