Lyrics:
the motivation that keeps me going
This is the inspiration I need
I can never turn my back on a city that made me and
(Life's been good to me so far)
They
women today
So keep your politics out of my uterus
And your hands off my body
Excuse me mr people are dying
People are people are people are dying
My
girls
I just love when I fuck em
Let me keep it clean, holdup what I say?
I said, I said, said
I got money on my mind, change on my membrane
Insane, in
show you a miracle, marvelous, rare
Gentlemen, you are about to see something
That rose from the dead
On the top of my head
Scarcely a month ago,
dropping a football
So every time someone walks in the john I get Madden
"Shady, what up?" What? Come on, man, I'm crapping
And you're asking me for my
But I get by my wicked ways
Lady you can suck a dick 'til your neck aches
Cry 'til you get puffy eyes, red faced
But I'm leavin' on this jet plane
my mind was strong, I grew where you hold your blacks up
Trap us, expect us not to pick gats up
Where you drop your cracks off by the Mack trucks
will never be that guy, nigga don't waste my time
I don't wish good on you
Baby, stay by my side, you know I love you right?
I don't wish good on you
vibrates the concrete
I'm sorry if you can't understand
But I need a radio inside my hand
Don't mean to offend other citizens
But I kick my volume way
lose my cool I know the streets keep watchin'
Dudes want to see me lose it all
But I ain't come this far to fall
Let me talk to all of you dudes prayin
off my intoxicating little pieces
Or to spread my love to profit
You're even willing to kill and die for me
And even though my mother, the white girl
the motherfuckin' Glock in my brother hand
He gon' have to set it off, you feel me?
When my brothers touch them M's, they gon' set it off
You hear that?
Lil'
to be Jack Bauer
So let fam' keep talking
You gonna need a "Weekend At Bernie's"
If you trying to see a +Dead Man Walking+
[Red Cafe]
I guess it's
got the pack the mail and this a good shipment
You off today that no lie
If you at home with no job
Hit yo shorty by surprise
Nigga said he was gone
endurance
Keeping that energy for my performance
Right hand is a snitch he's been an informant
I could've told you this all beforehand
Get my money up so I
Essence just keeps silent*
The crazy bitches in my head
The crazy bitches in my head
All they ever see is red
They want everybody dead
The crazy
of a gangsta beat
All my homies tellin' me
Ain't no love for a real G
Straight cowards all you playa haters kill me
Throw up your hands if you feel me
We
hold that nefarious shit at bay
It's adulterating and preying on all the children's eyes
Good, keep my evil excrement contained
Won't dissipate my
in every black man is a king and a kid
I know we all tryna survive, my nigga but do me a favor, don't forget to live,
Bro, you keep hitting me about
Holiday Inn,
Say if your girl starts actin' up, then you take her friend
Master Gee! My mellow!
It's on to you, so whatcha gonna do?
Well, it's
Oh, ayy, I bet that's my shit
This beat hard as fuck
What that nigga Blocboy say? You come Hell
Hahaha
From the Chi, from the Chi, look alive
I've
of the party, mm-hmm, that I almost cried, mm-mm
It's the life of the party, to think I could've almost died
Lord, help us
Hey, Miss Donda
You run into my
we will be gone
So I'm hopin' (hopin'), wishin' (wishin'), prayin'
To keep my faith in you (keep my faith), in you (yeah, yeah)
I'm fascinated by
Sitting on the side. Waiting for a sign. Hoping that my luck will change.
Reaching for a hand that can understand, someone who feels the same.
When you live
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