Lyrics:
Town, in the hot noon hours
There's palm-leaf shadows and scattered flowers
Beggars crouching at the gate
Help comes, but it comes too late
By marble
Some girls awfully risky
And some girls kicking the stall
Give it up women and whiskey
Yeah you ain’t got nothing at all
But a sign on the wall
I'd just sit in silence by myself
Turn this house into a jail
Dyin' slow in a livin' hell
But love's got a funny way of keepin' score
And your
the silence, and it's wounding,
You're not healing, just concealing
Play the game, play the game
[Chorus]
Oh brother to brother, all the blood runs red
ayy, ayy)
No tellin' where it'll take ya
Just live your life
(Oh, ayy, ayy, ayy)
'Cause I'm a paper chaser
Just livin' my life
(Hey)
My life
get old
Have you ever seen a baby walk for the first time?
It's like watching a sparrow, a sparrow's wings unfold
And when that baby, she smiles up
up north
Where seven make a three, turn a ten by law
Crescent moon wink, when I blinked it was gone
Left the crib, smacked, no sheath on the sword
what was on your mind
Ridin' round in the pouring rain, havin' a heck of time
Livin' may be easy, dyin' may be hard
But I'm wide awake stayin' up
Niggas getting nervous
I'm passing out the Valium
I suggest you pop it
But please don't get too sleepy
Used to have them bitches twerkin'
Up in 400
Read it in the papers, it ain't fair
You know who today don't seem to care
Livin' lovin' gettin' loose
Masturbatin' with a noose
Now someone's
is a rock-a-by
Split additude, like they gemini, playa give me my
With the five mites
Coz spendin my money is my right
Knuckle up coz motha suckers is
Oh, hell, hey, yeah (suu)
And it's a new celebration of this groovy
Better livin' (better livin')
Lifestyles (lifestyles)
Oh this-, oh yeah yeah,
the chronic by the tree
I love it when you call me Big Poppa
Throw your hands in the air, if you's a true player
I love it when you call me Big Poppa
Speak up clear and cloud
Brown baby
Brown baby
As years roll by
Walk with your head held high
I want you to live by
Live by the justice code
I
Imprisoned by the freedom of the road, yeah
I've got a wife livin' back in Tennessee
Ronnie, she tries to understand the way I feel (Lord, have mercy)
Now I
like the one that you just plug it in and it does it all
By itself in a real long strand and you cut 'em up. It's easier to do it
That way because,
every night, is it a dream?
And when the sidewalks roll up at night
Just as stations you pass by
Once the leader of the wild, wild west
Hurricane livin
Brown baby brown baby
As you grow up
I want you to drink from the plenty cup
I want you to stand up tall and proud
I want you to speak up
Speak up
inside your livin' room
The only difference is I got the balls to say it in front of y'all
And I don't gotta be false or sugarcoat it at all
I just get
Aye say K.T.
I remember bra'
Standing out ten of us
Flip a bird split it up
Antenna stickin' up
For crooked cop patrollin'
If the red dog
money bags (yes!) got me livin' comfortable (Yeah!)
Still hood, still real (Unhh!), Opa-Locka is real (Yeah!)
Off my dogs daddy dad, so wanna cook it
I'm in the 11th dimension
I'm a value stock pop, get it while it's hot
Cause once I blow, I'ma split and that's it
[Chorus: x2]
Aye yo E it's
Didn't notice me walk by.
Now I've got holes in my shoes
Cause I've been walkin' the streets all night.
And I'm livin' the life that I chose.
farm)
It's great to be alive
(It's up to work and strivin')
To have a car to drive
(Then take your girl to a drive-in)
And swing your baby on your
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