Lyrics:
The day I turned 16,
as I was heading out
My father set me down
to share what life's about
He told me of the passion pits
where young boys get in
The day I turned 16,
as I was heading out
My father set me down
to share what life's about
He told me of the passion pits
where young boys get in
the crowd
It's a cloud when they catch ya
If you allow the pressure of
The sound to carress ya
Drummers huddle and struggle to snuggle by the heat
Bodies look
a lil sage
As a black man by now we should know not to ride with expired tags
Opening new cases and ain't close the last
You can call this one my Hurrian
Oh, i let you fuck up my schedule
Girl, I aint do shit today
I was supposed to get my whole life and order, then you asked me to come around your
loud)
P. Diddy and the Fam, who you know do it better?
Yeah right, no matter what, we air tight (yeah)
So when you hear somethin' make sure you hear
the turning backs
Cause once my knife eyes' right there at your neck
I'mma kill the beef, while I eat the meat
Dinnertime!
What a boy gonna do?
(what can you
great
See you next year
In second grade
Wat up jax, ya killin boy
Keep doing everything that you like enjoy
I hear you like singing, so keep singing
go
To the Coleman crisis center that was down the road
So you know that's what I did
11/22
I had my first appointment said what I was going through
Back and forth
Lets do it
What you want to hear?
I want to hear some of that ol' that ol' Dear Diary (Dear Diary) Mr. Mr.
Scarface
Some of that
gotta shake you to the ground
But just give me, huh, what I know is mine
People do you hear me, just gimme the sign
It ain't much I'm asking, if you want
far beneath the water lies
So raise your glass to times gone past and listen while you can
And I'll tell you all the story of the Silent Valley Dam
Way
heard that old Hank Williams drove one just like mine
So I thought that something might rub off on me
You can take what you want after I'm gone
It's
holding the handgun
She was giving birth
To a baby boy to be just like you
I I wonder what's that worth
I I wonder if you ever knew that you
Was a role
out his drop
(I got a question) Do you wanna ride or die?
Welcome to Detroit, mothafucka (Sean Don)
Boy I need no halves and halves, I want
alone
You do not live what you talk in yo songs
You have not been to the trap or a zone
I had the coke slappin to the white boys
When they need
racks
Can't do no back and forth tit for tat
Do I look like Venus Williams
These bitches I got to start billing them
A empire I'm building one
Do you feel
brother could do no wrong and I became The
Invisible Boy, the proverbial 'black sheep' and I soon figured out that
red and black don't mix. The beatings I
way out"
From the pages of the Cress Theory
I know you hear me
If you out there, listen up, yeah
I know you feel me
Do I look suspicious on this track
telling me
Got the 7, like seas
Imma slow it down now like a period every, word, so little homie please but I don’t plead
Nah what the fuck you think, imma
Dre, I been what you told me (Dre)
I may act like I don't hear ya but that shit been workin' (it workin')
Keep me a burner
Poison that I grab in
Like colts about the waste. So Annie, now--
Have we not known each other all our lives?
I do beseech you by the love you bear
Him and his children not
you
Better kill that white boy"
And I don't know what race you are
You straight trash
We ain't in the same weight class
Plus you look like you wearin'
to blow this spot up
Then hide the rubble
Cause all your mumble jumble
Really makes me wonder
I'm a quiet storm
Can't you hear my thunder
It's men at work
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