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And then after that he said I'm sick and tired of stupid games
Every step might be your last
Money signs are in your eyes sucker
You've been taken in this
takin’ it back to the brown
Yeah Dat
That Garvey, you already know that Gwynn, Winfield, Yeah dat, that Goose
Clack Clack Clack Clack Clack
We back brown
Time"
"Lee Harvey Oswald was shot."
"I have a dream that my four little children will one day live in a nation where they will not be judged by
you
But even He don't answer
His phone anymore when I pray
Maureen, Maureen,
I shot a doctor last night on the airplane
Well, they said he wouldn't
Instead I'm on that other level
But I took time to reach down
To help the black and brown
I never stood around
I hear em talkin' behind
My mind
In
have known one say you'd find out
But you can't go and leave me now
You know that I love you
There's no one above you
I said it the last time
But
you never said have passed you by
My memories run deep, as deep as your eyes
And they burn with love that still won't die
Yet I misused you, darling,
Remember me? The brother who said, 'black is black'
You can come by request, I don't play, I don't dress
Get emotions off your chest, we are black, we
Chorus]
Goodbye American Bitch you've got to go
Don't think you'll ever, ever, never, ever know
How you shot me down so put that gun right back
with a paper and a pen
Tellin' us our hard times are about to end
And then, if they don't give us what we like
He said, "men, that's when you gotta go
said put the cake
How you fed me the grapes
What I did with the ice that made you shake, shake
Now when the night's over and the girl is gone
that the very last line is
The doctor said give him jug band music
It seems to make him feel just fine
And the doctor said give him jug band music
It
it hurt him so bad
He said, "Baby, Mama, why?" That's all he could say
But she said, "Oh, go on fool, you're doing it," but the man wasn't doing it
'em brown, yellow
Puerto Rican or Haitian
Name is Phife Dawg from the Zulu Nation
Told you in the jam that we can get down
Now let's knock the boots
I heard that you settled down
That you found a girl and you're married now
I heard that your dreams came true
Guess she gave you things I
Couldn't
I think happiness went the other way
Sometimes you just have to wait
I never believed in God
But things got so fucked up
That I had to pray
I
kippin' out?
Do your duty!
As you make your own bad heart,
That's the way o' life!
You bunk out, I'm sleepin' by myself,
You're too dumb to realize,
rap this
Enlightening minds with my lyrical tactics
In life everything ain't always what it seems
But people are enchanted by things that gleam
You
band
San Diego got cancelled 'cause it's way too hot
1OAK with Chris Brown the night Suge got shot
Locked me up at the show, nigga, that's on my mama
I got by
Creflo pray Mike Vick payed bobby brown stray Whitney lost weight
Kimbo Slice on the pad when I write
That Mayweather money looking funny in
haze out the jar
Rick Ross, I'm the best in the flesh
Getting blessed on the ?, it's a way to reflect
Hard work pays off, I'm a boss, you can tell
By
the Carolinas to Mississippi
She said, I got that juice
Turned her to Jada Pinkett
Come get entangled with me, yeah
Cause girl, you got me by a string
I might
on this Earth right now I'd much rather be
'Cause, goddamn it, I'm glad that I'm me
I said if you could be where I'm at (bye bye)
You'd wanna be you too
with a paper and a pen
Tellin' us our hard times are about to end
And then, if they don't give us what we like
He said, "men, that's when you gotta go
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