Lyrics:
rap cloner
It's me and you do it live on stage for dolo
I smack niggas like you, smash niggas by the tools
Grab niggas by the throat, show 'n' prove
only, that's just the code that I live by
Tell me I can't do it, it won't work, and I'ma still try
Try to hold me back and doubted me, they did it
and lemme live
It's your loss, I'm fine now
It's your loss, I'm fine
Down to earth, it's your time
And you see it by
I'm moving on, I'm moving on for real
even thugs get lonely
Sometimes "I Cry", fo' niggaz I'm a baptized
When will they realize I "Live It Up"
Cop tha coke sell it and re' it up
I'm
Dear America
Here's my letter to you
America home of the red, white and blue
Black lives have always mattered Im just telling the truth
I just wonder
crippled by the manacles of segregation and the chains of discrimination. One hundred years later, the Negro lives on a lonely island of poverty in the midst
and a festering orange turd-ball in Palm beach
Happy holidays to all my friends who live on America’s wang!
the ten by four, controllin' the house
We live in hard knocks, we don't take over we borrow blocks
Burn 'em down and you can have it back daddy, I'd
This is Logic
I've spoken these words before but not on the radio
To be born free is to be born in debt
To live in freedom without fighting
on (come on)
I'm talking to you, come on the Working Hour
This is the working hour
We are paid by those who
Learn by our mistakes
This is the working hour
festival
Not so very long ago
And the album, though well-intentioned
Not to everybody’s taste
Produced by the son of rockstar
Disappears without a trace
hysterical
In Titanic America
The decks may slope
But Unsinkable hope
Will preserve our lives
From liquid like knives
Divide without a ticket
Take the dive
in order to feed they kids
They gotta play that same shit over and
Over and over again i was raised by KRS
One, I was raised by Child Conquest
I was
and over and over i was raised by
KRS 1, I was raised by Tribe Called Quest
I was raised
By DMX the last real nigga alive? Naw
Nigga! We real
Niggas alive,
{NERRRRRRRR-VOUS!}
Okay.. this album has been funded
By the Blastmaster KRS-One Fund
Ha ha ha ha ha ha hah!
You know what? We're gettin {NERRRRRRRR-VOUS!}
Okay,
character
We living in Hotel America
Hotel America, Hotel America
We living in Hotel America
Hotel America, Hotel America
I live in the land where I can be
are growing
We're the kids in America (Whoa)
We're the kids in America (Whoa)
Everybody live for the music-go-round
Bright lights, the music gets
A red steak and a Canadian Club
America loves a lighthearted drunk
In the rain down on one knee
Tragically trying to live up.
wanna go out, can you tell me where the spot is)
Well we're partying all night, and everybody is having a good time
(I wanna get nice, I wanna get live
that live by the
Code of blood honor my Flipmode niggas, ha
Spliff bring you that shit to another extreme
Here to hit you motherfuckers with
A strike
across the globe
On the return trip
It be the niggas
The niggas that live by the code of blood honor
My Flipmode niggas
Straight bring you that shit
the worst shit
Everything and every motherfucker gets dealt with accordingly
Mark my words
See I remember on The Coming album
You know when there was only
gonna lead it
Ya not see it k, R, S One, ya not see it
Peace love unity and havin the fun
Ya not see it
Cocaine business control America
Ganja business
first time
Somewhere, somewhere
In the middle of America
Somewhere in the middle of America
I feel like it's my very first time
When I'm with you take me
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