Lyrics:
an alternative motive
And building with my hands
But it's not for me and it's not my style
I'll give it all up for a chance by trail
I want to bring about
somebody informal
All the kids gotta find out whats really important
I got a platform and a voice and a stage to perform on
Music could be a good escape,
know I'm saying
Sometimes there's a lot of people on the street who can't make it
You know what I'm saying, we can do this
I'm doing this for a good
Ay look I stay mobbin low key fuck you know
Inhaling pure flame itching out your nose
I'm sorry momma this ain't life for me you know shit
Its
diminished when defined by the greatness and charisma of a few good men
And Huey knew that even way back when
That a man can be taken out
But the soul
a good kid but that was nonetheless
They was foul like a tech it made me wanna grab the tech
But do i point it at his chest
Or do I aim it at my brain
Feelin' good my friend you can tell by the grin
God family music positivity
Need a good example Reeduh Gang got that energy
I don't understand these kids
thought my troubles had taken me
By the wayside
Swimming in my depression
Looking for a way out
But these two eyes just wouldn't let me
My time I started
If you don't know his name by now
He'll tell you what and tell you how
If you don't know his name by now
By now
Bye now
If you don't know my name by
at it
I'm gettin' them snakes up out my grass and n- that's a good habit
I'm ready for war, let's get at 'em
And teamin' up ain't gon' help 'em
'Cause
the grain, game at my finger tips
Yeah, Killah Hill lay it down
Killa Beez on the swarm
Nigga
Aiyo, I plow down tracks like I'm out for revenge
Fuck
compost for your garden
Yeah we're poor, but our flesh is nutrient rich, yes it is
Ain't that right Mr. Economy Man
Sure tastes good Mr. Money Bags
Let us
grabbed a pen
Then I double-checked it (for what?) loose ends
The object of a song is to keep your head movin'
Hope you find a good A&R man (haa)
A lot
my mind becomes unsure about the kind of love I need
My reasons for cheating, there as good as lies can be
How much more can she stand and still
my mind becomes unsure about the kind of love I need
My reasons for cheating, there as good as lies can be
How much more can she stand and still
A homeless child for the next five years
With my dog clown by my side and my only friend
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I fought my way through school
Sound and touch
The highest good is in yourself though you long and hate for something greater
And pretend that you're climbing not to death's door but space's command
Yet what
for good now
Pass like my duns on lock
Holdin' the pot down slow
But assuringly, spoon feeding these
Starvin' ass heads catchin' shakes
Feenishly
I ball
the nigga
See I flipped to the 'lo, cause I'm through with the Hilfiger
Cause I flips the flavor-loo
It's good for a fuck or two, you couldn't see
Running 'round stealing shit as a knuckle head kid
Found hip-hop and skate vids, copies with the tape hits
Good times running 'round chasing the same
and say "good morning" to the night
For unless they see the sky but they can't and that is why
They know not if it's dark outside or light
While Mona
stop, won't stop
Everything drop like panties, hot like Miami
Move like little black kid stealing candy
Barely seen, honnies call me barely cream
Real
got good vision rudeboy listen
Don't fuck about
There'll be a rude boy missing
When the goons start fishing i'm a LON kid
I got the hood snakes hissing
That's that old shit... now its just hot kid
Save it for the flavor... do your self a favor
Don't hold back now... ain't it just wack how
So hard to come
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