Lyrics:
looking at this all wrong
You see, yes
It's important to protect our daughters,
But, honestly it's imperative
We teach our sons
To my brothers I hope you're
sprawled all across the wall
And all about my dollars make me wanna holla
Drop an album, sell a million
Give a fuck about tomorrow
I know it's gettin' crazy
the word cause it's all that we knew
Just working for you then going to your schools
Living for you and becoming your fools
But you calling us n
I could save the mind
I'd help all my people get by
Life is too short to not evolve
It's all wrong until we all try
Know that I'm down to ride
For
White House
My n****s control Senate, pipe seats jeeps tinted
Mad Lewinsky chicks, some kinky s***
Did dirt now I knew it would come back one day
N9ne units sold
And whoever you bitch niggas is saying, I'm kicking it in Lee Joes log
Lee Joe'll tell you I'm original, and by the way Lee Joe my dog!
and I gotta write a album
But I keep hating on my self, it's like I get obsessed
Cause I hate what I write, say-say something tight
I be thinking too
Back in the days of the 33 and 45
First time I remember feelin' alive
Playin' like a'ringin' a bell 'n' I learned it off the radio
Sure it was only
tonight
It's all right I work so hard my money fuckin' multiply
You better don't play dumb
All you Niggas know where I came from
Don't you Niggas say none
i'm like a dead end
You can't get nothing by me (Stop it)
I'm Nino Man, I keep shooters behind me
They knew how I was comin'
Already when 'Kiss signed
of this course, blow me
Bitch, I do this all for the sport only
But I want it all, I'm not just talking awards, homie
And the balls in my court and it's
drinkin away
All of my pain
(All of my pain)
[X2]
I aint never really heard of you
So I think it’s time for a change
(Time for a change)
Push to start
hood)
(The real hood, like three pair of pants)
My friends, I'll say it clear (pair of sneakers)
(My moms is busting her ass) State my case
(Nigga,
Groove around looking cool'n'deadly
For 30 minutes before Big Boi and Andre
(the latter in skyscraper high
Afro and all-in-one
Padded purple jumpsuit) come
motherfucker for long
At the end of it you know we both were wrong
But I love to play the blame game, I love you more
Let's play the blame game for sure
On the real I keep it real under the moon and the sun
It's in my DNA and blood live by the money and gun
Study Art Of War so every single battle is
They liked your music but hated all
The rest of the artist he told them nah
You wanna sign him gotta pay us all
I knew that I wasn't ever signed to her
I
to the limits
My flow a give you sickness
My album should be prescripted
Talking all this shit cause n**** I went and did it
Hold up wait a minute by now you
Gather roun' 'n hear my story
Oh boy
'Bout the time when Jelly Roll was in town
(Stompin' it off, stompin' it off)
He heard a local pianist
What joy
Premo... What
I said the premonition
I knew I had to get a better vision
Get to gym n
It was the best decision
But then I knew I had to get consistent
Three Thou', poster child for big dick niggas raised by their mothers
I'm supposed to smile as if God knew that I would be troubled
Keeps me around, for
to
You took my invitation and they all told you never to take me in
Why can't you wake up and see that I am killing you?
I never knew why I had to be
.T
Joined by skrilla and black
After they heard me
Wrecking a couple of beats
Using Cool Edit PRO 2.0
With a USB mic
At the time it sounded perfect
And I know
YEAH IT CAN B MADE BY EVERY 1 WHO SOME 1 TRULY LUVED
SOMEDAY JEREMY N JOE D CIDED 2 DISCO GO
THEY JUST WENT 2 HAVE A FUN THAT IS Y IT ALL WAS DONE
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