Lyrics:
a d.j. now I'm on the faders
Cutting up the wax like I put it on a grader
Banging on a five piece made by Gretsch
The beat keeps going like my dick gone
back
And I guess we'll have to stay
In open arms we put our trust they put us on a big red bus
Twin spirits soaking up a dream
Fuel to feed
said about Reagan?meant it. Acted like an actor?Hollyweird. Acted like a liberal. Acted like General Franco when he acted like governor of California
lover, and anger - fuel for my fire. These four
characteristics of my personality would become the guiding force of my
life and would control everything
The preacher man says it's the end of time
And the Mississippi River, she's a going dry
The interest is up and the stock markets down
And you only
the weak
They put the sheep to sleep
And dominate the weak
This ain't paranoia
This is California
Best believe mothafucka, that they coming for ya
The preacher man says it's the end of time
And the Mississippi River, she's a going dry
The interest is up and the stock markets down
And you only
The preacher man says it's the end of time
And the Mississippi River, she's a going dry
The interest is up and the stock markets down
And you only
like a bully bitch, get saved by the bell
If you scared, go to church I'll see you in hell
And your girl, she a flip, give me heads or tails
Everybody
rap straight to you
Sucker emcee and your whole crew
Everytime you said I was what you wanted
You never even knew you soon be fronted
By an emcee
the city is going to sink
We split the earth for oil
We drained it like the sea
We burned the fossil fuels
We cut down all the trees
We poisoned the air that
so now that your faith's gone who are you going to trust?
now that your conscience is crawling in the dust
i've been meaning to tell you sister
i've
Yo
Yeah
Growin' up I had a life that I miss
Easy going, late for dinner was the only crime that I'd commit
Schooled at home, yeah, I was different
the net
Boy I'm not weak
We get like thousands of plays every week
I'm "Going Bad" and I feel like I'm Meek
I might just hit a windmill on the beat
I shoot
stay prepared
Monument to greatness, something like a mural
Unbothered, unfazed by the critiques that are proffered
Amazed by the ignorance that is
a gun, a gun
Funny how niggas going... change things
Yah, yah, yah, ughh, hip hop started off in the west
Yah, I know y'all going to contest
But it's
the more that I fuel up
Been sleepin' with an eye cause this life can fool ya
Wakin' up with all these things on my mind
Got me going crazy and it happens
gotta keep it going
From the night till the morning
See the haters hate but they know I ain't sorry
I'ma keep it rolling
Voice in my head say you gotta
should abide by the constitution
So why do I feel
Marginalized by these institutions
Statisticians tell me that it’s Genocide
Frontline when
on separate flights
Strangers in the night
Going nowhere
There's a 747 goin' into the night
There's no power they don't know why
They've no fuel they
why
Radio operator try to get a message through They've no fuel they gotta land soon
Tell the flight deck New York has no lights They can't land by
on that gasoline in the VIP
They need ding-a-ling for the trampoline
Cause all these bitches want to do
Is jump on the dick i hop over fence
I'm offended by
don't know what direction it's gonna go in
Or at what speed it's gonna go in
This project was like, all over the place
If you listen to Cruisin' By
Getting better than by
Off this life we so living and we doing just fine
See us going crazy
My mood so fly got me stuck up in a daydream
Getting better than
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