Lyrics:
Slob on my knob like corn on the cob
Check in with me and do your job
Lay on the bed and give me head
Don't have to ask, don't have to beg
Juicy
is just a little guy
And he sits there on his slime
There's a tear in his eye
But nobody asks why
He's so shy, he's so small
People think that he's
I'm just saying
Like a mama you birthed me, Brooklyn you nursed me
Schooled me with hard knocks, better than Berkeley
They say you'd murk me by
or would you receive me
And if I told you you didn't have to ask
Would you believe me or would you receive me
And if I told you that I had your back
pick up my phone
Can I talk to you later
I turn my ringer off
Don't ask me for no favors
Rolling off heavy weed
My shit I smoke called lsd
Trynna live
the world to me
And tomorrow I'd ask the Indian chief
For the hand of NovaLee
Dad's trembling lips spoke softly
As he told me of my life
Twas then he
had the best cap of cappucino around
So I stepped in, and I ordered a cup
Someone grabbed me by my throat and said, "Shut the fuck up!"
And I did,
constantly trying to be used to praise the Christ
If he's truly raised to life
Then this news should change your life
And by his grace you can put your faith
I'm just saying
Like a mama you birthed me, Brooklyn you nursed me
Schooled me with hard knocks, better than Berkeley
They say you'd murk me by
I didn't ask for him to die
And I didn't ask for your fantasies disguised as comfort
Your faith sickens me
Don't force-feed me your lies about what
accepted with a smile, so we drove for a while
I didn't ask him his name, this lonely boy in the rain
Fate tell me it's right, is this love at first
I'm that chick
Now I'm that chick yeah look at me now
You passed me by never looked twice
Now I'm the chick you wanna be with
Isnt it so funny now
I'm
wide open (uh)
Begging me to stop but at least he died hopin' (uh, uh)
Didn't get his wish, now he's a dish for the pack (Come on)
Two glowing red
And he had a natural ability to bring people together,
And which people he brought together.
By the time he turned 26, he was a...
He was becoming
He's worried about the environment and didn't wanna pay for fuel
Sometimes I feel like my neighborhood is a
Excuse me
Fucking cesspool
One two three
her to come by
He probably don't know who am I
Yet I'm afraid of her reply
I want to ask
Near impossible task
I want to ask her out
My words don't
right
I'm black, blacker than a trillion midnights
"Don't Believe The Hype" was said in '88 by the great Chuck D
Now they're tryin' to fuck me
laps
I knew he had some drama I
Didn't even have to ask it
Now where were them bitches at it's
Time to kick some asses
He told what had happened and
Now
the haps
Chillin' with this girl and a gat across his laps
I knew he had some drama I didn't even have to ask it
Now where were them bitches at it's time
benefited, uh, from the time we took to think
So um, you guys just sit back and indulge me and just think for a bit and then we'll go back to the jokes
Uh,
some drama I didn't even have to ask it
Now where were them bitches at it's time to kick some asses
He told what had happened and now I'm thinkin'
taught he might
If notty like and seventy fiver, help me raise my shorty right
So when I come home wit the quarter, I say, yo shorty run to royal
Seen
And baby don't you ask me why
It just couldn't be love
Cause from the start
You would be the one
To cure my heart
But I just didn't look this way
Poor old Joe (J veerman
J keizer j tuijp)
Let me tell the sad sad story of poor old Joe
He was born a country boy, he's living low
Just sittin'
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