Lyrics:
damn, mehn I don't wanna wake up
Prehook: 2x
I'll remain your fan, so far you bring the heat
The color of my durag matches with your lingerie
Come gimme
wage wait
I just need somewhere to stay
Lost in the middle of the routine 10 years later no new things
Yahweh on the line no loose strings
Change up
(2x)
I been lost for a while...
Glad it ain't been forty years
I been stuck in my room wit desire just to cry
Wit no true ability to be able to shed
right-wing coup
Right-wing coup
Ew-wah ew (x2)
People of all races, creeds and colors
Right wing nuts think of us as the Other
You gotta know your enemy
Been underrated and overlooked for 10 years
But never wavered the people's favourite I'm still here
This what happens when you patient and you
Your trust in me is far too deep, you tell me secrets I can't keep
A year went by and then it all came out
Through all the fights, the laughs,
the root I want the whole damn tree
Ain't tryin' to stock around for the Illuminati
Got to buy my own island by the year 2 G...
Since way back I've been
and never told ya
Don't you feel Moded
Now shawty say she only wanna ride with me aye
Slidin' down the I-10 to link with my patna B
I might pull up
no 12 chase
You niggas is lames
All y'all take the bait
Big crib by the lake
I'll put up a date
When we gon drop at yo spot
FRN the coldest
Know you
Across ten thousand years
Across ten thousand years
The dark eyed lady played with me
That old familiar tune
As we sang that song that will never end
but you can't
All hoes faint when they see the Jag paint
Let's make it crystal clear, Mag's the rookie of da year
By this time next year the whole world
And all the little children that 'round your table grow
The cattle in your stable, the dog by your front door
And all that dwell within your gates
We wish
2-14 nie znasz mnie
W 2-15 LP „Przeddzień" C.H.T Happy New Year
Ten kawałek to czysta matma. Dzięki
Wszystko sprowadza się do jednej potęgi Filip
dead bodies and glass pipes
That was the age four, and by the age ten
They opened up the caged doors and let the fuckin' beast out
Fuck my auntie
in they books
Cause they see a nigga balling off the birds that I cooked
As the years went by still survival of the fittest
Now I'm riding in
[Chorus]
THIS IS MY DREAM TEAM, MY DREAM TEAM
MY DREAM TEAM, MY DREAM TEAM
Well Chuck D'sannouncin'
Flava's doin' color
Halftime enterntainment by Dre
Yeah the boy got the juice I'm loved by everybody
Pray for me 'cause I'm making killings for years (Years)
Take your chance see if you'll stand, like
the unwanted lies
Silhouettes of drained attitudes
Used to be glowing and in color too
After all these aching years
Now I am laying here
Covered in tears
I'm
this love is growing by the day
And I could ask for five more years
Or five more minutes
But I'll just ask you forever
I want every mundane day with you
know was impossible
And now, years later, you are gone, you're gone
There's a million different ways I could've chose to start
But none could perfectly
kill them by the color of their skin
The years of our glory start to wane
Our leadership has really gone down the drain
Oppression is all they see
amplified by the fear
Turning your back to run when they needed you near
The agony over years
I put my pains right here in this track
Look to the stars
negative thoughts - bitch please
Go out pick up some flowers - lets sniff
Look how nice it is - to be here and see
All the colors around, calm breeze
Never
In ten short years you'll think back here to this moment
It'll go so fast
You gon' think of the past and be wishing that you could have it back
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