Lyrics:
down south)
(A black man, that not too many understand)
Gotta give love to the young thugs
Gotta give love to the young thugs
Gotta give love
the point man
That's the wrong wrong way to go
If you didn't know about that one, well then what else don't you know
You said that you were lied to
Well
it, whip it (work)
Flip it, flip it, flip it, flip it, flip it, flip it, flip it
I was self motivated, I was self driven (Future)
I got my
back
Get a cab to my mother's house
See my old man and grab a six pack
Tell my brother I love him
And give him something that will see him through
My Old Man'
Written by: Wes Shipp
He had a Florida Gators hat
Stood about 5 foot 8
And he loved Merle, Willie and Old George Strait
He drank his
don't stop hurting
Man I've tried to kill the pain by shooting whiskey through my brain
But it never works it only makes it worse
So tonight I'm here
remain the same
Watching your life just pass you by
Married to fear, you won’t even try
No you can't even feature your winnings
(can't see yourself
RedOne, Konvict
GaGa, oh, eh
I've had a little bit too much, much (oh, oh, oh)
All of the people start to rush (start to rush by)
A dizzy
[DMX]
Sometimes I will take my brother by the arm
Other times I will take my brother by the shoulder
Then there are times I will take my brother
benefited the doubt
Wanted to see if you would work it out
Soon you reach your front of calm
Walked round by rehearsing psalms
Then you smiled with
you don't work
You can't eat
If you don't work
You can't eat
Get hip to yourself, good God, my brother, and get it from the street
If you don't
the shit she been
You step in the church
Every morning, six A.M., up from work
Daddy always kept it real
Taught you how a man s'pose to feel
Not
lives, love coupled with a man's pride
Love coupled with a man's pride
Give it to you on top, now
War, I despise 'cause it means destruction
puttin' in work
Ocean City view nigga
It's real out'chea boy
Uh, man fuck these niggas
When I strike i'm sparing everything but these niggas
Got a fresh
the man say
R-R-Rock stone was my pillow could not find place fi sleep
Pot dem empty we haffi find food fi eat
Everyday we terrorize by soldier
wallows
Reach the gate, hungry just ate
Riffin', she got to be to work by eight
This must mean she ain't tryin' to wait
Conversate, sex on the first
By Chuck Howard
HER MOTHER WROTE A LETTER,
SAID SHE THOUGHT IT WOULD BE BETTER
IF SHE WOULD JUST STAY GONE.
SHE KNEW OF HER CONDITION,
BUT SHE
runnin out
Precious time is a grain of sand
Ignored by the hand
(Work hard man everyday)
Work hard man everyday (for who?)
For another man's plan
Man
know that lines from Compton School District
Just give it to the kids, don't gossip about how it was distributed
I know how people work, I know
Looked down from a broken sky
Traced out by the city of lights
My world from a mile high
Best seat in the house tonight
Touch down on the cold
cleaner than your
Motherfucking preacher on sunday morning
Me, I run the streets all week, hustle hard
I do work to get by
But bet I be the cleanest
Lil Wayne:
I ain't terrified from nuthin'
I'm young wild crazy and disgustin'
Better watch me 'cause I'm coming
With a oven by my stomach
I'm
Slow down take it easy, all you've got to do is reach out for me
We can work and make it
A labor of love
I'm a man, I know that you've been hurt by
ain't real no mo' (Picture that)
Ah T.I.P. ain't work for MIA no mo'
He still so-so (picture that) he still po'
Nigga picture that, ah matter fact
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