Lyrics:
about a million brothers trying to make it in this world
I'm glad I got a baby girl
by
For moseying back in dreams where
Seeing us lost and scared
He put his hand on our shoulders
And pointed us to the temple across town
manic (oh no)
Hit the oochie-coochie 'til it's slanted, ooh
I'm gon' beat it up, ooh, lady
I'ma make your dreams come, baby
Ayy, you the one who
Champagne wishes and caviar dreams
A team that's gettin' C.R.E.A.M
With sales of fishscales from triple beams
I gleam, livin' the live of Riley, packin'
since you left the sun don´t seem to shine
My tears are falling on the words you wrote to me
I wish that somehow they could take me where I want to be
the waters rise
Baby brother you know it's always back to us
Where will you be coming when the waters rise
Baby brother you know it's always back to us
it play uh
Say what you want and I'll play you some violin
Let's make a record won't ya like to be my friend
Like to be higher then
Right where you are
to L.A to see new things
She met a producer and asked to sing
Baby we made this is a dream
3 months later left the scene
Are you happy we made it
City
a demon
I lost part of me
Please give him a moment of silence
Taun is my slime, my brother
Yes I'm from the More
But baby come catch me in Jersey
Step in
like that chump Charles Stewart
They're always claiming, that the devil made me do it
For insurance, he killed his wife and his child
And blamed it
a pocketful of dreams
Baby, I'm from New York
Concrete jungle where dreams are made of
There's nothing we can't do
Now you're in New York
These streets
worry if you ever known me
Cause my time is still technically free
I know where in fucking trying to be
In time and space
That's me baby
The future trying
holdin back now, but just wait till I get loud,
I got more anger in me than there are points in the dow
A vile child growing up, surrounded by drugs
forever/Statue of Liberty/Long live the World Trade/Everybody sing it/Everybody sing it/In New York, concrete jungle where dreams are made of/ There???s nothing
celebrate
Baby, I'm not gonna wait no more
I'm gonna chase these dreams
Got my people on the Kensei wave
I tell my brothers, "Ain't no way"
Dreamed of making
(oh no)
Hit the oochie-coochie 'til it's slanted, ooh
I'm gon' beat it up, ooh, baby
I'm gon' make your dreams come, baby
Ayy, you the one who
Once I was zero years old
My mommy told me
That I'm so cute and my eyes are so pretty
Sense then I've been focused on my dreams
Shit I just turned
day opera, where the main character
Is presidential paper, the dominant, factor
Babies cryin' brothers dyin' and brothers getting knocked
Shit is
I told you so
I told you
We are the ones
'Cause 'Pac did a lot more for me than Barack
Salute
La, da-da, da, da, da, da, da
We're not afraid
me level
I know you kept my out of prison where I was headin'
When I heard someone killed my brother, one-eighty-seven
I hope he made it to your
of prison where I was headin'
When I heard someone killed my brother, one-eighty-seven
I hope he made it to your presence, for me he was a blessin'
St least I
us bosses
Look what timing did
Ah-ha-ha-ha
Look at what we started nigga
Only surrounded by hustlers
We need all that nigga
We don't do no rumors baby
(Baby, are you up for this?)
(Ready for the bump and grind)
(Baby, are you up for this?)
Suh, suh, s-s-s-suh
(Baby, are you up for this?)
The room smells like fresh hand made tortillas
He recognized the tattoos of a real big Maui brother
Known for bad news when his cash rules
Are you familiar
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