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gettin' told, heard enough lies
I told 'em fight back, attack on society
If this is violence, then violent's what I gotta be
If you investigate you'll
better by tomorrow
Say mama, hey mama
I been feeling home sick
It's demons inside my heart
And I can feel 'em growing
I brought people around me
and some friends on an ocean-liner ship
She made a big mistake by leaving me home
I had to roam so I picked up the phone
Dialed Ali up to see what was
tomorrow, gotta fly some more
Don't complain, this is what you signed up for
You're working for your family, managers, agents
They all want something
to wait
Conversate, sex on the first date I state "You know what you do to me"
She starts off, "Well I don't usually"
Then I, whip it out, rubber no
country to give for my life
The preacher stands in his holy shroud sayin'
"God forgives you if you do it now"
But if you come back when the chips are down,
you'll see the truth written by the masters
My niggas is chilling, getting high, relaxing
Envisioning, owning shit, yo it can happen
What do we own? Not
chopper
(Alabama)
What if I ran into you with' a Pogo stick?
Hopped up on top of you rappers like a Jehovah's Witness?
With' a photo of Jesus
And hope that I'm awake the day the end finally comes
If we're all connected then how do I unplug?
How do I break free from all these drugs that I love?
left to say
Show a little faith now
‘Cause everything's gonna be ok
Where you go
What you find
Will remain or pass us by
Some will climb
Some
hope it never slow up
I done came a long way to make it here
Gotta thank God that I made it here (yeah)
Respected by every hood, nigga, throw up
getting hard to keep them high
Tomorrow comes
I know it's never easy making dreams reality
It's starting to take a toll on me, I'm not sure what to think
like Imogen Heap
Good night niggas, go to sleep
You know? It's like form follows function
And if you function properly then
The form will come out
sex on the first date I state "You know what you do to me"
She starts off, "Well I don't usually"
Then I, whip it out, rubber no doubt
Step out, show
they hear the boom but you see the spark
And I seen the part of your head which used to be your face
Was replaced by nothin' for bluffin', what a waste
front, and you just walk about
If we ain't fightin' for what's right, then what we talk about?
And while I fight with all the might, now let me source it
about to bring that real soul back to the game
John Legend on the backgrounds by the way
let's go
From what I hear Kanye is killing the game very bad
My
Cause we gon' get money and
Blow it like no tomorrow
OK, so im here doin it y'all ns ain't
Doin s keep on fing with my b
Then you gon' hit hit! Hit with
hypothetical
These are the facts, a little metaphysical
We are one, every heart every lung
So why then was the black man hung?
He was hung by
follow you if I may
Please don't leave me behind you
And if you hear my name on the wind
You know what you have to do
You must come to me there
Thank you lord
But if it pleases thee to have them
Banging down the door
Couldst thou let 'em know what they're in for
Ain't good for you or me or them
the Bo$$ Dogg in the
Back of a blue Impala
And if she follow, then she gon'
All the game you got to give her
Be a different tomorrow
But I would never bother
with Rome
I won't win with Sodom and Egypt
(I keep corpse close to my home)
Let us roll tell them why we did what we did, if we did
In Jesus name, Amen
Your begging and your pleases only getting your closer to meeting Jesus
Yeah, I shake a schmuck just to make a buck
Then I break a duck and if the duck
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