Lyrics:
and told him
'You'll be okay'
A lot of rappers are desperate to
Be a star by the day they hydroplanin'
They hopin' that they catch they big break
What are
hell gettin' sexed by Marilyn Manson
You lie, you deny, pass me the microphone
I guess like Eddie Murphy you was givin 'em a ride home
Yeah right, 25
out on the highway flyin' by me
Headlights and tail lights are all i could see
Down at the junction another flies by
They come and go in the blink
These pullas are contagious, just like Ron Isley
(What the hell is goin on? Someone's sleepin' in my home)
Snoop to the D-O-Double G
Get in, where you
by
Stop in at the Saturday Night Fish Fry
It was rockin', it was rockin'
You never seen such scufflin' and shufflin' 'til the break of dawn
It was
I'm in show biz
Sets in the hood want me for dead
So I paint my tag on they forehead
Stick your little 'kay by my taggin'
You can fit twenty clowns in
seventeen for years now
And that flight always seemed too far
But if your world collapses on a yellow raincoat
You can meet me by that waffle bar
You don't
we'll be by tomorrow
But if we got tonight
Can we just compromise
Please no apologies tonight
Do what you want
Just don't leave me here
Under the street
go get sense
You go think twice before you go yarn dust for your sentence
If I catch you for street I go snatch your life after that I go do my life
spelling it out one by one
[Chorus]
I love you more than the sun
And the stars that I taught how to shine
You are mine, and you shine for me too
I
Tre pound, crack crown
Meek Milly, Bloodhound
Grimy, thirsty, 'bout it you heard me
Glizzy on de-deck clip whole thirty
Looking for these fuck boys
Hey (let me pour a round)
Everybody knows
Everybody
Let me start this by sayin' that you're the one I want
A mistake ain't a mistake if you do
others)
This for my niggas on the frontline
And the trip is that the work got ya one time
For my thugs that are standin' in the doorway
First time you
you do
Stories, of those who came before me
Teachers, coaches.. double, tripple ol' G's
Yodas, Obi One Kenobis.. know me by name, they say
"Hey Tony, in
innocent young black men are killed every day)
RIP Oscar Grant, Killed at a bus stop in San Francisco by a cop sho shot him in the head with hand cuff on.
and I hope you got the heart to fight
'Cause you gon' have to, 'cause you ain't got the smarts to write
Something that good, to try to come back at me
ever is listening
Check me out
Im the best rapper
You will be the best after
Im gone
Streight up Skull and cross bone
Ill walk the mortuary
cnd shake
, it was sold to me
And we are never free, no way
Not in Amerika, not Amerika
Our country 'tis of thee, land of liberty
But that'll never be, no way
Not
in the police or society
As long as you are at war, you’ll always have a soldier in me
And when you have to cry because your mind is telling you lies
- when i was dying down in the street none of you niggas helped me
- they changed my name, they used to reject, it's like everybody was putting me.
-
But I ain't cuffing it, real niggas never run from it
If I see you in the streets you bet not call me by my government
I keep it close like I'm Luka
I must've dreamed a thousand dreams
Been haunted by a million screams
But I can hear the marching feet
They're moving into the street.
Now did you
dream
Street lights, spot lights
What's looking back
In my eyes
Show my struggle in
Sunlight
What you gotta say to me, oh oh oh
20 minutes out from home
Yeah
Looking 'round the room
I can tell that you
Are the most beautiful girl in the.. room
In the whole wide room
And when you're on the street
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