Lyrics:
a mu'fuckin' PIMP, 3 dimes with me
I bowto never let a biatch get me
And never have my pockets empty
Never forget Pac and Biggie
I'm a gangsta baby, 1-2-3 eighty
learns
And it's always their own homes they burn
Crushed by a quorum-driven-state machine
A nation's will, cannot be turned
Memories lost in a nation's
what I feel and I feel the history
Over two hundred thousand miles home
If the Eagle fails, I go back alone
Oh, I know, what I know and I know it's all
And they've got churches by the dozen who want to
Guide our hands
And sign Mother Earth over to pollution
War and greed
Get rich
Get rich quick
Bury my
a Insta, ain't no need for no caption
I got put on by four niggas, wasn't need for no bandage
I did my stuff like a young nigga, that's how I'm s'posed
I don't wanna talk about things we've gone through,
Though it's hurting me, now it's history.
I've played all my cards and that's what you've done
Banff's trails, I wander free,
By Quebec's walls, history speaks to me.
Toronto’s skyline, bold and free,
In every corner, I feel the key.
(Chorus)
O
Cruel Disposition, mindless indecision, if mine was the choice, you'd be history
Every night, every day, plaguing my soul, won't you go away?
Time
Heartache number one was when you left me
I never knew that I could hurt this way
And heartache number two was when you came back again
You came
lyrical, go do your back check
I'm sick as a war vet
With post traumatic stress
I'm KRS
I'm a tribe called quest
I'm vin Rock & Treach
I'm TuPac & Stretch
of growin
Express Yourself, was said by N.W.A.
So stop givin trouble a play
Because those who chose to oppose never rose they all froze
At thirty-two
2: Layzie Bone
They beat biters, dope-style takers
When I see you face-to-face
My nigga, I'm a treat you like a hater
You niggas ain't Bone, you clone
thug style
Bitch, you'd leave my house (gotta be some thug in you)
Talkin' bout, "2pac can't serve me" (do you want it?)
Won't have me crossed up in
we just prove them wrong
Just had to "Hold On Be Strong" Just like 2PAC
No matter how many times they shoot us down
Still we'll shoot our shots
betrayed
And then I was deposed from my throne
My downfall by the treason
I’m alone
Main 2
I got to escape from the evil minded reign
A growing hate is
the picture
Power to change the points of view
'bout what is fake and what is true
Blow by blow you're telling me
You'll change the course of history
of shackles.
Keep a life footprint and inscribe the history of the Qing Dynasty.
If you are in the world, you will only fight for the day.
If you are a drop in
She don’t wanna leave me buh hold me tight
Pull up in my drip in my new durag
And I bring the vibe back like I’m 2pac
Many niggas out there be like I’m
"You are wed for evermore."
Act two, all through, every night the same encore.
By the light, (By the light, By the light),
Of the silvery moon, (The
Dominique
Your burning eyes
Are notarized with history...
My yearning mind
Is motorized by mystery...
When you speak
My tongue is tied...
You leave
history rhymes, we try to wash away the old
Societies built from these horrors
their lives an inconvenience to explorers
(2x) The blind follow orders then
PEOPLE WENT ABOUT THEIR DAILY PLAN
WHAT SEEMED TO BE A NORMAL DAY
WOULD STAND IN HISTORY
FOR THIS WOULD BE THE DAY HE'D DIE FOR ME
2
from my niggas on the, other side
Two childhood friends just died, I couldn't cry
A damn shame, when will we ever change?
And what remains from
politics
Of ancient history
Flung down by corpse evangelists
Unthought of, though, somehow
Ah, but I was so much older then
I'm younger than that
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