Lyrics:
Monte Carlo, Mandalay, Just book ya flight then come & stay
You ain't come to win then why the fuck you even tryna play
Writing down my thoughts until I
don't need a bitch, society done fucked up and cheated that bitch
Now she lookin' for a nigga like me to feed her and shit
Dumb bitch better quit, that
Somewhere out in the desert...
I don't know what to make of these people
Some days I think they really do have the answers
Sometimes I think they're
clutch what they covet, what must they give away?
Who was uninvited who was asked to come and stay?
Surprise, it's your life, it's your business anyway
don't bring her around me because
I'm a flirt
Now swear to tell the truth
And the whole truth
When it comes to hoes I be
Pimping like I supposed
the kitchen (when I'm in the kitchen)
I make plenty cash (cash)
Tell shawty come here, she got plenty ass
Yeah, I love them strippers (yeah)
Yeah, I love
the fuck is this? I think I might know his bitch
Ice on his wrist, pullin' up in the six
Talkin' 'bout he packin' like a flight for a trip
Said he don
you would be over me by now?
So you go sleepin' with them clowns, they are no relief
She spoke her piece, I know, capisce
So love must be let go,
25's, 3 8 10, 2 4 4's
Make a nigga hesitate, that's if you don't know the date
Nigga, you better wreckgonize
You better, wreckgonnize
Nigga, you better
't the dreams of the young never come to be?
When I overhear my parents' conversations
Well, I'm struck by the things they say
It seems they traded the years
Nigga, you need to git up, git out and git something
Don't let the days of your life pass by
You need to git up, git out and git something
Don
morning and fly
There is no escape from King Selassie I
Flying on the income must fall to the sea
There is no escape from his Majesty
Here come that
your feet upon the floor?
If we want a future, we must all come together
If we want to live, we must all do much better (we must all come together)
like that gold on a rose shit from the swap meet
It's real, man, it's real
This shit ain't real, man
You better get the fuck outta here and come back
it, you better show it (Rock the vote)
Rock the boat, keep hope, uh
Martin Luther King (King)
Had the scheme, had the dream (Dream)
Killing must
sorrow, wondering why
Oh come let us adore him
Abuse and then ignore him
No matter what, don't let him be
Let's feed upon his misery
Then string him up
it hot, get found in vacant lot
You don't really wanna come try, the one guy
Who stay dumb high from blunt lye
The rack of sing-sing alumni
Who got
merking
"Skengman 5" when I'm under attack
Should've thought twice before you opened your trap
Come into a nuclear war with a strap
You can tell me
drift I'm talkin' gift
So when it comes you never look the horse inside it's grill
Of course you know I feel like the bearer of bad news
Don't want
they muststraighten it out
The whole money-earnin' must straighten it out
Everybody must straighten it out
Come on straighten it out
Ah, yeah straighten
Calling on a woman
Tricks the honest man
You better lock your door
(Oh no)
The devil came to town
Children run and hide
Don't look for a fright
You must not
time has come
For trial now
Uh
It's time to eliminate that devil once and for all
Let's get it
That's right it's the PNC remix
And I'm bout to chew
gettin' it by herself
Dancin' in the clubs, sellin' off some pounds
She even do taxes when the season come around
She had a dream like Martin to get up out
a nervous feeling down in my bones
I was kind of sorry I'd ever even come
Then a giant jap came through the door
He must have been about seven foot four
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