Lyrics:
and I tried to hear more
I heard many voices but they weren't the kind
That I'd heard in my life or any other time
at the back of my coat there blew
the neighborhood nerds
Real crimies, do or die the way it's meant to be
To get the biggest willie is the crime of the century
If he don't get us first, knock on wood
spit ammo
Aim for your throat real quick so don't react slow
My connect Figaro, bought it by the brick and o
Keep my cuban links but move the blow no-mo
different
You are a fool
Cause I have got hustle yeah
I lived my without having a plan
But now I know without him there shall not any man be able to stand
I
through the year, not just the summer
Get caught lacking you'll get left dripped or drowned by a gunna
Cocaine cowboy, feens running back by the hundreds
Can't tell me I'm the only one who feel like, this ain't real life
Like its more to it than the bullshit and drama
Bitches who inspired by hoes
wouldn't do nothin' except swim all day,
Except, ya know, my beeper doesn't work under water,
Where there are sharks!
Where there are sharks!!
Where
proud of who you are, your strength come from within
Lotta superstars that's real, but your daddy ain't one of them
And you nothin' like him, you'll
a lil' nothin'
As I showcase my skills for real
[Hook x2]
There's a party over here, a party over there
A party everywhere...put ya hands up
scene
Success has got me itching for it daily like a phene
Learned more about myself in the last year
Than all the other 27, I could lose it any second
Real love
That white lie real love
That More then sex appeal real love
That morning after still feel love
And oh, I know it can be hard to find
no saving me
There's no saving me
And I just been on my own I never try to conform
I never try to conform to any, to any, to any, to anybody no more
Divided by loyalty, surrounded by emotion
Nobody under here, remembers any mercy at all
We stay down
Deciding the borderline
Maya, did no-one
to all of the penicillin
Fuck ya statues
A racist history in little white capsules
The actual manifest destiny was carried out by some real assholes
checked the Vibe on any Rap Sheet
It's the same beefs, even athletes (uh-huh)
There's five types of ballplayers
Volley, foot, soccer, basket, base - all
There's a bulletin, state police, Princeton Junction
The militia
Certain individuals of unidentified nature
Is now under complete control
Hip-hop
The type any mother would like
You got the body and the
Beauty of a good wife
So I'm tryna take you by the hand
Opening the door for you
I'm saying to hop in
Chorus
We are the Bears Shufflin' Crew
Shufflin' on down, doin' it for you.
We're so bad we know we're good.
Blowin' your mind like we knew
me your roar
Something real something more
Break
Break these chains open my eyes
Break into this cold heart tonight
Shatter the lies
Are you swayed
By
there’s more obstacles to come
I don’t pay no minds to these aggravated fools
Got the tools to shoot for anything, buy any means
Don’t wanna suffer
life
The other 1/3 spent sittin' on curbs chasin' those birds
If you ever get the urge to come by and try to test
There's only one and then you get
hi and you walk by
And that time you shook my hand, it felt so nice
I swear I've never felt this way about any other guy
And I don't usually notice
real than what is real so feel I'm sending
Compare the God with no beginning and we'll have no ending
My blessed rings are down with the kings revalation
by the one thing, you fight behind closed doors, there is freedom, Jesus is Lord
And if you're looking for forgiveness, you don't have to look no more
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