Lyrics:
silhouettes by the cash machine make a lovers dance
It's a tango for the lonely wives of the business class
Lying in my bed
Watching my mistakes
I listen
on the merry-go-round
Some things will rise up so that others come down
If the devil don't dance, heaven won't shine
It's a mighty thick haze and it's a pretty thin
I guess i'm free
I guess i'm happy
You know me
Not much is happening
N I don't need
Yeah
I don't need
You by my
We always follow a trail
God in
livin' like that
Tripped over the crack, crippled by circumstance
Nigga gotta face the facts, make this world your own
Sun sprinkled light for this
pretty much how it's been ever since
Now the miracle of birth leaves a few issues to address
Like, say, that half of us are periodically iron deficient
con people, everybody not some people
Steal your birth date and social have you wanted by the folk
Got worse when she turned to cocaine for a high
She
on M.A.C, even showed her how to walk
Katie was real pretty nice ass, nice titties
15 had a nigga, 25 really gettin' it
He went to prison, she moved on, it
the funk
I'm representin for the Yay cause, ain't no love
For none of these pretty-boy ballers, they just some fake thugs, wit a Yay plug
We them niggaz
come first Cheeks, you feel me son?
Fuck the trips, fuck the whips and exotic women
Let's stack the dough so we can see ya niggas out of prison
We miss
he talks to the part of us
Which insists on drawing profiles on prison walls.
In that moment poetry will be made by everyone
And there will be
The girl I love waits for me now
She'll be standing by the well
She may have to wait until it's dry
Because I am off to hell
Speed the Plough
on my next door neighbor
Beautiful and intelligent by the way she went by angel
She kept her head in the books and stayed out the streets
But I can't lie
got no equal pay,
but I'm still supposed to pay,
As if I made the same rate,
Chased by the KKK,
Cops look the other way,
Let me wear a black hoody,
come first Cheeks, you feel me son?
Fuck the trips, fuck the whips and exotic women
Let's stack the dough so we can see ya niggas out of prison
We miss
getting caught up with the gun
I could pull up in the hood, niggas get to whispering
Until I get caught like X, by someone just like Zimmmerman
Go
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Let's take a night walk
Forget the time, it's going by
And take the night off
I think it's fine, I know you try
But I don't want to play no more
I
Paradise is Mine
by Lyman Chaffee
Wake up my sleeping one
The rising sun's our prison cell
Work all day, work all day
Do it again, do it again, do
the influence i had when i vent every line i write in this wrinkled old notepad
I got a gift from god blessed by the divine
They took my dignity and pride
But
Like landfills, think we so clean. I say we livin in a bad dream, the kind that masquerades itself as peachy, perfect, pretty. Allow me to spare you
got it by the mane
Cut up the man, then a pelt of human
I don't fuckin think your beliefs humane
Breeding more hate, so you need em' in cages
Meet em
a lot of criticism
But I never cared and responded with my lyricism
It's pretty hard to keep those prejudice away, what can I say
But we live to fight
I been waiting by the phone for you baby, baby, baby
Won’t you come home to me
baby, baby, baby
Putting minutes on my phone for you all day
15
celebrating that we winning
Cartier frames match the stitching in my denim
Ever since a jit, I had a lust for pretty women
I might have broken a few hearts
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