Lyrics:
and selling stocks
Makes him feel he's growing old and tired
There's no joy or strife just by passing time
In this boring life
He wants the lights, the Jaz,
the Congo
When we see a Cherokee
He says: "I forgot the key"
Pick it open with his teeth
And we ride to KFC when we rolled by the po
He say: "Fuck that
Blessings
We done came a long way (whoo hoo)
My uncle d had me rapping at the age of three
B-bopping off rhythm tryna make a beat
By the age of 16
I'm my own genre you're all about that old drama
I don't spit fire I throw lava I'm gonna smoke this fucken marijuana
Getting my dick sucked by your
way we all ain't got to make them (do it)
Take them words I put off in this song (do it)
Live your life by it, nigga take your chance,
you on your own
Folks, Id like to sing a song about the American Dream
About me, about you
About the way our American hearts beat way down in the bottom of our
Folks, I'd like to sing a song about the American Dream.
About me. About you. The way our American h
Feeling we get in the cockles of our hearts,
an instance you’ll be lost by tomorrow
Seem the only time we talk is when i talk on song
See we used to have a spark, my only spark is my blunt
Yeah i need
Is you kidding, man I am not Nicole
Need to give it up, you niggas too old
Saw so many statements, man, you niggas bold
Big as the what
How dare this
Daddy Rae
Represent (represent)
Magic Mike
Yo, I represent, I represent
I represent 10 albums at twenty seven years old
Millions of copies sold
Delores T., Screw her, I never knew her
I'm good, like milk mixed with calugha
Intimidated by the songs I made (why?!)
You soft like suede, I'm sharp
that bad
Then I asked her
If she’d heard of Alan Jackson and she said
"Didn’t he sing that song called
"Where Were You?" i said, "yeah, but girl
That
unexpected
Twenty-eight so soon, I was affected
I was twenty-six, his death hit home
I hoped that he and Cube would write new songs
And Joe and Cube would
Down the road to Union Station running through the fog
I thought I saw Joe Hill last night grinning like a dog
"I understand they did you in for
I park my Chevy, board a westbound plane
Knock on a few doors back where I came
And spin an old record out track by track
It's been a while since
the big bands going down
So brake it down one and get this song on
I want to know are your feelings flowing strong
And if it is so I want to know Joe
the big bands going down
So brake it down one and get this song on
I want to know are your feelings flowing strong
And if it is so I want to know Joe
Ain’t acting so tough and bad now, is you?
How is you gonna try to match wits
With the manuscript manufacturer most demanded by masochists
Savage, bitch,
or fears
Love never fails
For prophecies will cease and so will tongues
Knowledge will pass away like old school songs
But the imperfect will disappear when
a-ringin’
Statues down, and everybody singin’
“Hey – will look at that
Ain’t that a beautiful sight to see?”
Some old songs we used to sing
Don’t sing them
For prophecies will cease and so will tongues
Knowledge will pass away like old school songs
cnd the imperfect will disappear when perfect love comes
in the bonus
You won't hold us nigga
I get it on my own lil nigga
All that bullshit getting old my nigga
Ja is coming home my nigga
System really
unrecognized
Nobody stopped me I was never surprised
By anybody's actions or by an ex-lover's eyes
And this felt good
And this felt so right
you
He'd do it for old time's sake, damn
I'm disturbed, by the news when I was told I was sittin'
Knowin' damn well Boo ain't bullshittin'
My life
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