Lyrics:
When he hit the crib he spin the block before he park it
Paulie ain't bitch at all Paulie just cautious
But little did he know niggas in the streets
Consequence
Once for the Tribe
Talkin' 'bout my man GLC and now he's around
Talkin' 'bout John Legend
Take 'em all the way to Heaven
Speakin' of Heaven
Common
mind
I was so blind, I was so blind
I was so blind, I was so blind, I was so blind
Different breed got it on his own he can handle his
He wun never
Yeah
Blingidi (brrr)
(Bobby Lee, make it rain, boy) Blingidi blingidi bop, mamela (pew)
Woah (pew, pew, pew)
He is my brother (that nigga creeping)
the eyes go blind
We're entwined
Oh, but in the morning they all leave us behind
Come on, give me your guts, man, deliver them up
You say you're
every time he draw me with compliments
Joey I'm fallin for a thug, should I sacrifice
or let it go brother you never gave me bad advice
[Fat Joe]
the alarm, ducking the Dodge
and movin the fuckers through the tracks so the beats all wrong
Now I'm movin at a fast pace
(Will the cops catch P?) huh man no
Man I gotta refocus
I notice I've been
Tied by the lies of the motions
But I let it all go like frozen
Ain't no more time for the drive by coasting
And I'm a fan first
But it won't take too many seconds to leave you in a damn urn
You deserve this disservice
I put this man in ERs if he don't got no man
like
It's my last day
I'm on the grind trynna get
Money the fast way
I'm on my job all the time
I never had a half day
AR get cash cause he bag Yay
They
the elite amass billions
Riots in the streets for another fallen man
An innocent victim of the oppressor again
Why does this keep happenin'?
Could it be
Jar we living in a world full of clones
And it really got a brother feeling so alone even when he chilling amongst his own
Coming home feeling like
by myself,
One man army, I don't need no help
This ain't nothin man I been through hell
Bring light to the blind like i'm writing in braille
I'm
little brothers focus
To focused bout the bread, he don't need no hovest
Just hova, could of made money like Mitch, I played it cool like Ace, I don't play
was his new brother
I'm like shit
That was pretty easy
I guess he saw the two of us
And got all breezy
Let's skedaddle man
Let's hit the road
I need
all my shit for?
(You the fucking reason why you're brother got killed) what?
(And, you're a sorry-ass, you need to be a fucking man) what the fuck
all ready know what it is)
Thank god for those days, thank god for those nights
Though it might seem wrong thank god for that white
They use
or be a man a forget it
I know I said a lot stupid shit but do I regret it
Nah, y'all can kiss the cheeks of my ass if offended
I'm gettin' sick of these
Hold on
She wanna grab my light
In the backstreet know that nigga he fight
Movement on sight, pivot on, pivot on, pivot on right
They count it all
of my quinjet
I saw my whole family, the complete quintet
After we caught up, my brother looked at me with intent
Said "man, I think that it's time for
to pinch myself I can’t believe it
We made history happen and you seen it
We weren’t supposed to put that
Man in that seat
We’re supposed to be divided by
Olubadan
I be like "Oh, man"
Never sticking to the program
All the evil I've seen in my notepad
I'm just thankful to God that he went and cancelled
spinning out of control
Rocking
Him even as it improved his musicality
Transforming him from a man with skills to
A skillful man with something
He suddenly
didn't have no choice, I was raised right around the corner from where we standin'
Hollow points in it and all of that, I'm ready. We gang bangin'
My
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