Lyrics:
dreaming.
Blue tiles are cool
All around the pool.
Greek columns are fine,
But give me a deal on the vine.
Nothing pretentious,
I haven't changed.
I
the switch and try to cook me
Silence a nigga for the shit I'm spittin, I know I'm scarin ya
A poison you created in the veins of America
Miseducated,
(ah nope)
Before they get the satisfaction of doin' it to me (not gonna do it to me this time)
I'm feelin' like 4-Tay I'm stayin' sucka free
But how can
at me
But they're just staring back
At your attacks
It's so second
You don't notice anymore
And I don't think, that's fine
I hope they come around
can't measure my worth
But when you try, you'll need a ruler made by all the Greek gods
Because the odds have always been stacked against me when back's
I'm intending on using it nigga
But I never show off the gun the purpose of pistols is shooting at niggas
Bitch I'm a genius, don't you compare me
mojo jojo
Your the coco puff that make me loco
(Sorry, I'm a little distracted by trying not to burn my chicken
Um but anyway
You make me wanna take
I'm still living
Black men always getting killed
By the cops shit got me real livid
I can paint it for you real vivid
Ancestors on T-shirts
Light
not on by the age of twenty-five
Then I'm done, but it's looking like I might just beat my deadline
You know you're a little different from everyone
up to no good
With that Mac like right beside me
I ain't by no niggas eyeing my figures
Deprive me of my life, try me
I'ma rip up tissue, homie I
got to
The first-row
Center
And that performance
Changed my life
Sports and soccer
Were cool
But this
That feeling
You know
Let me
Let me take a step
yes I know you feel it
You look like one of those dancers from the Hanson video (say what, say what?)
You little faggot ho', please give me some shit
yes I know you feel it
You look like one of those dancers from the Hanson video (say what, say what?)
You little faggot ho', please give me some shit
the sauce on a Big Mac
They callin' me vicious the way that i ride in the stolo ridiculous
I know you feelin it
the way that you're movin'
You're vibin i'm
made us meet
But tore us apart by cancelling out
cnd I was dumb enough to leave
cnd I burnt you down in an instant
But you drowned me out in the long-run
What's poppin, what's shakin Man I'm in the mood for bacon Everyone run for cover
Mmm don't make me break in Don't be scared
You don't have to hide
You
Omelly outside and he let out with the Mac
Me I'm in the crowd
Just chillin fallin back
Peepin out the scene, I see a hater I react
Like you don't want no
Luke n Mac Dre yeah I'm on that pimp, shit
Prolly could'a split shit
But you ain't wanna
Back in with the troops feel like uncle Luke
Pull up in a coupe
world there’s
Room for everyone and
The good earth is rich
And can provide for everyone
The way of life can be free and beautiful
But we have lost the way
You, me, or nobody is gonna hit as hard as life.
But it ain't about how hard you hit.
It's about how hard you can get hit and keep moving forward
How
(What is success? To give a fuck less, you think that I care when why and where to what everyone's on out here?)
Mistaken, couldn't care less what
everyone's changed
Everyone's changed
Open your hearts sing me your words
Sing me your words
I'll bring you song breaking your curse
Breaking your curse
So
all scared, nigga
That's all you gon' hear, nigga
Want to see a dead body? Come with me over here, nigga
It's MAC-11's and .40 Cal's for
Whats poppin, whats shaking
Man I'm in the mood for bacon
Everyone run for cover
Uhmm don't make me break in
Dont be scared
You don't have to hide
You
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