Lyrics:
Others didn't have it so good
We began to look under the hood
We found room for all
Inside this American bubble
At six o'clock in black and white
On comes
up
It won't be pretty for us and it won't be good
We'll all be poor and living in the hood
Do you really think we wanna have our kids
Not knowing what
were made to know You, meant to behold You
Praise Your holy name
It's the reason we were made
What a good day
Whatchu livin' for, do you know who
that good life
Stand tall for the bright lights
Strive high for the good life
We are good vibes
We are the bright lights
We are the good vibes
We make
No superstition, just wise intuition
On the battle field get killed or do the killin
By the way my good luck charm is a bisquit
Ghetto soldier
to do good for my friends whose lives end
While the queen of radio play painting the carnations red
Fantasia 2000, was a number one flick
The housing
kids grew up and had children of their own and promised
To look after us when we were old
Running for the bus where we first met
Good morning
to the line, dangle in the water Wait for the sign
Off again on our bikes till that night sky rolled by
As we got older and not alot changed
I swapped my bike
lie awake with a troubled mind thinking 'bout what I left behind
Me and the royal denizens got damn good reasons for our sins
Now there's a couple
a brick, put your eggnog down
Your country's being run by
An orange fucking clown)
Well let me break it down for
How your stocking's getting stuffed
(White
could be just kids
Remember last goodbye we swore to be friends for forever
And on each step up, take in that mountain view
I know you'll do good
We're
receiving this information we'll make our final judgment.
Fleek are you there?
I'm here, but hold up captain cause this ain't good.
I'm getting chased by
AJ drives to his general store
And for the millionth time he unlocks the door
His wife's not around, she's been dead for years
When I was a kid
Some live the good life loungin' by the pool
Catching a suntan and everything's cool
Male or female, you want to be set
In the big mansion drinking
about the past
and ask me how i'm gettin' on
yes you're rememberin' all the good times
that we had before you turned up gone
and by the way i smile
kill for the life of the team?
If I ever came between you and the green (that's right)
Who's the fiend? (Who's the fiend?), By any necessary means
I
goofys
Big chop paints faces, so just call it Ms Tooly haha
Aye you a good kid
She on my wood like a toothpick
Fuck your two cents
Pick the rose and not
life from the top and we still expanding
Stipends to all the grandsons, holding the kids for ransom
It's cool, bruh
Me and all the homies go back, way
like that good shit, man, always in rotation
Now they know Logic for Logic, not through my affiliations
Stacking profit on profit, from this music I'm
life from the top and we still expanding
Stipends to all the grandsons, holding the kids for ransom
It's cool, bruh
Me and all the homies go back, way
Cause where im from,
This is the life we live,
The poor get poor,
And the rich get rich,
Im a grown ghetto baby,
And i do for the kids,
Like larry clark,
and crime are on the spot
Better rates for television and more blood to make it hot
I heard a gun shot another kid cut down the street
In the name
then dem unite
But when mi train our kid
We train dem to hate
We train dem to discriminate
Mi telli ya do good o
Do good do good do good
Good is good
It's a good day
On a Friday
Me and the boys by the block smoking on a MJ
Me nuh really care what dem say
If dem like make dem hate
Make dem hate
You
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