Lyrics:
by the code n***** dying everyday
This our way of life understand poverty
Dreams of richest people scheming in the economy
Tryna find a way tryna pave
BlackDog/ Whole Lotta Love
Black Dog
Writers: John Paul Jones, Jimmy Page, Robert Plant
Hey hey mama said the way you move
Gonna make you sweat,
stormin on you chumps like I'm thunder and lightning
Ain't no way you breakin me kid, I'm harder than nails
Plus I keep it on lock, like I'm part
Intro (OT The Real)
Imma give it to em real
The way I got it
Just break em off
Verse 1 (OT The Real)
If you fail the plan then you plan to fail
He turned thirty-five last Sunday
In his hair he found some gray
But he still ain't changed his lifestyle
He likes it better the old way
So he grows
don't play baseball
John Travolta when I see the opp cause we gon' face off
Keep a .223 right by my hip it blow yo face off
Promise you don't want no
love letters
I promised myself no more selling the dope, cause if I get jammed ain’t nobody gone jose
They locking us up and not giving us hope and I
tried to sell me their religion.
We talked for awhile as my eggs got cold
About what their faith believes,
They said they were convinced by what they'd
the way, oh how fun it is to ride in a one-horse open sleigh
Jingle bells, jingle bells, jingle all the way, oh how fun it is to ride in a one-horse open
Look like Janet Jackson
That bitch came over lookin'
More like Freddie Jackson
Nah, nah, nah, baby
Won't be no time for no action
I'm just gon' play this
cream
Thank you
Ugh
Stupid ads
They don't know me
I don't even have a butt
It is never ending
Everywhere i turn i am bombarded with ads
By the way
Thank
place a long time ago
I'm the lead in this dumb show
Call me John Doe
Call me John Doe
I'm kinda fed up, with those flying ships
It makes no sense, it
to know a chump got wrapped by the prenup
Know a couple chaps got wrapped by a female
Me i can't do that get back no subpoenas
Got a bubba on my wrist it
fix your life bitch this ain't iyanla
Hit a lick i snatch yo shit it's like i'm john gabanna
Block yo bitch get out the way like i'm mohammed bamba
have to start way back at the very beginning
It's the only way we can make any sense of the ending
So, let's take a pause here
Alright
When your mother
away from around the way
Me and my girl went to the movies
Madly in love, we got shot by Cupid
We both had fat jewels on
So I brought my joint in
Life is a game of course
But I don't wanna play by force
I try to explain my thoughts
But they try to arrange my wars
Can't say this life ain't fair
teenagers got killed up in Jose house
Feel like there's no way out
Guess I gotta just stay down
Play ball and sell dope
Project's my playground
D bought
Some cats grow by the laws of the wild
Some learn slower and lag in the mud
Some stand up in defense of a style
Some let the big dogs eat them up
endless night
Chorus
I'm breaking through the shadows, I'm finding my way out out
I won't be held down, I won't be filled with doubt no doubt
I'll rise
hail Mary's please Father forgive us
Young, the archbishop, the Pope John Paul of y'all niggas
They way y'all all follow Jigga
Hov's a livin' legend
ain’t never trying to hide my affiliation wit’ God
Holy and righteous by the Lord’s standards
Praying my life go the way the Lord planned it
And I’m
"Who's in there with you, Julio?"
Grabs a bat and kicks in the door
He's in bed with José from the liquor store!
No me diga!
Daniela and Carla,
And you though I said San Jose? No way
Come on, you know I wouldnt lead you wrong and
You know I wouldnt lead you on and
If everybody tellin you to keep
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