Lyrics:
over here and not over there
People were pouring racism into those communities and they were killing them for trying to take it out
Putting drugs in
May dear God help you
Tralalee, tralalay, tralala,
I must march on to meet my death.'
Ah, comrades, you pass me by,
As though I were done for,
Yeah this one right here goes out to all the baby's mamas, mamas
Mamas, mamas, baby mamas, mamas
Yeah, go like this
[Chorus]
I'm sorry Ms.
Daddy's washing the blood out of a sheet,
But it won't come off his hands!
[Chorus]
And the blood still runs down Cherokee Highway,
A senseless river
Down where the men, they can't go.
By early the next morning,
I rose up to tight,
My eyes were as red as the light.
My pockets were empty,
I'm headed out the door
I don't deserve this, boy you ain't worth it
And it's gone hurt you more you gone see
Faithful, Faithful
Is that so hard for
down the river
Clinging to your heartstrings
I feel dead
In the scent of a lighting sky
Coming down fast off the radar
It's easy to fall to your knees
You getting drunk, dance on table Tops, I push you fall for me
You hit it fast and then you take it slow by the time I realize
I start to lose control
renovate
Every fucking beat we spit a verse and then we devastate
Thought you were all doing good but boy we doing better
Last time I saw the bitch, she was
the 40's?
Jugg, jugg, that nogz out bro
Get a meal with my shawty
(Three course meal)
Flick of the wrist in the air
That's bro end it on the mar piece
Bro
all you fakes, what the hell you waiting for?
I was wavy way before you were babies
Baby boy
Got you green with envy now like my Gucci '84s
And I did
of day
I'ma work my damn best to succeed until I find a way
Got my team with me real homies that know me boy that's where I stay
Motivated by money and not
Oh Evangeline, how the times have gone by
We used to have the same soundtracks of our lives
In the school where boys would fall down at your feet
How am I gonna get this shit out of my head
How can I refer to the baby livin' there
Im just gonna try to heal some open wounds
I know this gonna
To think we got here from playing off the stoop
Don't you dupe down to their level
That's what pops said, invest your money you'll do better
In yourself
held it down when you still had life to figure
Now if I got life you'd be out by dinner
But when you see me eating you stay for dinner
I see you cling
through
"Lost my feelings" "family thing", the bullshit that you threw
The day it all falls down I only got my crew
And 'til this day I know my bros they
pal
Then be prepared to have a blast
'cause I know we'll have some fun!
Just like it seems you were
Prepared for this battle
'Cause I'm nearly out
Emerging from the center of the earth
Willing and able to take control
Of all unfinished situations
By leading the out-casted souls
To the power
city
Now our luck may have died and our love may be cold
But with you forever I'll stay
Were goin out where the sands turnin to gold
Put on your
grow up stand up
All believers we linked up humble greatness we turnt up
We're live loud and lit ministers never quit
Led by the spirit not perfect man
and see all our progress regress
as what goes up comes down never the less
We're stung by the horror, cold hearts with armour
boomerang effect as we all
your court
A cal out for me
See this rappings is a sport and winning battles is Key
What's a looser to champ the latter falls at my feet
Didn't give
cannot be alone again
I feel like I'm insane
Got me smoking by the chain
You're the drugs up in my veins, but
It's tearing down my brain
It's just hard
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