Lyrics:
know what you thinkin
You feelin like a lucky guy
I was the same way
'Cause she was hard to come by
I was on her so hard
That I almost lost my hustle
(Go
computers shut down for the Y2K?
What if N.W.A never had Dre?
What if Eminem was black? Would he have sold five mill'?
Or would he be one out of five
[Littles]
I knew this chick by the name of Vevorine
Who introduced me to the streets and put me on to the game
We did in the rain, on the hood
Rest in peace, Big Mello, we gon' miss you, nigga
Man, I done lost so many homies, I need tissue nigga
Taking million dolla pictures, me and all
Rest in peace, Big Mello, we gon' miss you, nigga
Man, I done lost so many homies, I need tissue nigga
Taking million dolla pictures, me and all
Blue, blue is the water
And I, I drink to become
A man, a man with an ocean
Of dreams stuck in the past
Love to mistake me for your comfort
Sorry
kuza ta pipoca
Nu ka lida ku kez borrabota
Hora di Caça acelera nu baza
Four Man already been blasted
I fellt sorry for all of ther madres
Paul's been
sorry, mi vida, go on
Brandon says, "It looks like rain"
Why did he tell us?
In doing so, he floods my brain
Trumpela, get the umbrellas
Elected in
Get to the racks
Chasin da paper
Watch yo tone ain't no time for hatin
I see right through you man I already know you fucking fakin
Im so tired inna
What you choose to avoid will probably come in your dreams
I'm not forgivin' for you, man, I'm forgivin' for me
And sometimes
I hate you
Sometimes
for the penny
He said the black man was God and it costed him plenty
Was it the time or was no police officer friendly?
He birth the five percent
parters over land, huh
Now listen, I be wit killaz, guerillas
Ridaz and head bustas
Drug dealers, wig splittas, and fed duckas
Don't be with no false man
the plan, but it took me some time to over stand
He still created with the imperfection of man
So, with followin' I disagree
By no means have I
oughta do for silence
Everything I shot at you in violence
I'm sorry, 'cause I everything I wanna do in life is
Way more important, this is right, don't
man who handle business, racist gon' hate me
Intimated the ones who got low self esteem
Fuck you eat shit and die, sorry that's the way seem
Yeah I'm mr
cowards say, “It ain't mine”
And I know you tired of hearing that, man
A real man take responsibility for his seeds
This for every single mother whether
I’m a hardworking black man bloody
Don’t short my money, things will get ugly
Take my advice and make your moves very subtly
I’m very blunt, I don’t go
be working for my "Hydra" - sorry, baby, that wasn't funny
Baby girl did it for the stones, blowing up my phone
Through the quantum zone, Thanos watch
blood
It resembles, no love, no hugs
Man she died so gentle
Black girl kid napped
Snatch by a trafficker
Somebody coming after her
Somebody knew it
you up
At you wake motherfucker
Black girls got tape AK
We always do it big round here babe babe
That's for Miami boys
With them days kinda flex
country for good
Glock, Glock in my car for your probable 'cause
'Cause even the law don't follow the law
Guess it's my fault for being black
A country
took a walk to the nearest corner block
The K&B Kwik-y stop with a few others
Just some black brothers that don’t really give a fuck
It's "kill a man
We was young we was chilling on the block
Yea we black so we getting bothered by these cops
Never protected us they like a gang them people oops
deserve
Plague and death
Malevolence sent
But by whose hands?
In the cold light of the day
What fate brings to our streets
Thousands died by black spots
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