Lyrics:
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I try to pretend that I'm different, but in the end we're all the same (all the same)
I pray to god, father forgive a nigga, I'm never gonna
For Christ's sakes
These boys spilling hot tea
They're hopped up off Earl Grey
You know the words here say
So leave that to the hers or theys please
I
again)
I try to pretend that I'm different, but in the end we're all the same (all the same)
I pray to god, father forgive a nigga, I'm never gonna
it go
Tease it, no self-control
I can see the love in your eyes
Boy, I know you wanna squeeze it, don't lie
Double-tap when I walk by, fuck a reply
Milton Berle
It's the Duke of Wayne and the Duke of Earl
Orson Welles doing War of the Worlds
It's the Hardy Boys and Georgy Girl
It's a Re-Ron,
boy tricked by a cosmic jive
Is wondering “Why did I declined?”
Cosmic jive
All the time
A cosmic jive
It was that what
Caught us
In that
pray for the day when they lay down
And caged make their way up out that maze
Get their mind up out a daze
Too many mamas layin' flowers at they
a sweet full of green
Wake up, boy this ain't a dream
Welcome to H Town, yeah
Welcome to H Town, whoa
I'm praying for H Town, yeah, yeah
Welcome to H Town
Let us pray:
I thank you Lord for my birth and everything that's followed
I thank you Lord for today and I will pray for tomorrow
I thank you Lord
me
If you should discover this dream is for two
We'll I'm gonna tell you girl
I'd light a candle every day
And pray that you'll always feel this
in the well that can wish ya' boy well
Cells eaten by cancer got me lookin' for answers
Doctors say my daughter won't grow up to be a dancer
Just
of hundreds on me that's just what I deal with
Waka's thugged out and we the business
See me up to Ham I bet your niggas deal quick
Mama pray for me, commit
the date, my moms is late
So I had to plan my escape, out the skins
In this world, the fly girl
Tanqueray or Hennessy until I called Earl
Ten months in
the fridge
And steak in the oven
But could never explain the
Cocaine in the cupboards
And while you was raised by your cousins
You see, I pray for my brother
I
the baby boom has come of age, we'll work it out
I told my brothers don't you ask me for no favors
I'm conditioned by the system, don't you talk to me,
you it's not the same, for you I'm a ride.
I want you by my side.
I feel like them ghetto boys, you're playing with my mind.
I'm a tell you one more
Eyes wide open, can't you see
I had my first heels by the age of thirteen
Mom and dad tried to hide the boys
I swear that just made 'em want me more
I hiked up the Axtel
To pray for Mrs Johnson
She lost her boy Jay Bo
Winter of o' nine
He was my best friend
Above all others
He spent four years in
(ooh), I am for real
Never meant to make your daughter cry
I apologized a trillion times
I'm sorry Ms. Jackson (ooh), I am for real
Never meant to make
heard niggas looking for a problem
But we don't need to move until the rent due
My niggas hands itching finna rob something
Better pray to God that he
talking money, boy you preach into the choir
And I be in her brain she can't think of none flyer for my nigga in the hood,
Looking at these other niggas
pray for small kinshatilowo
Like I said before ijowo lama Lowo
Mama tell me say this life nah story
My boy you will not die before your glory
I go
When I get them goons, you in the afterlife by afternoon
My chopper tucked, man, I served that dust, my nigga served that food
Now I'm in my jail
Politely I refused and said, "I'm looking for a lady"
So she slapped me in my face and said,
"Boy, you must be crazy"
Different from the ones before
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