Lyrics:
smoke
Your Junkie's dope
You'll be hanging by a thread and I'll be holding the rope
Cars and planes and boats won't do
Yeah you can be sure I'll find you
The Master of music his name is Jay
Leave us alone, and let us play
We give it up, and turn it loose
We're not like Dr. Seuss or Mother Goose
Sucker MC's
happened to the music's message? (Losing our minds)
We can't forget about Malcolm and Betty
We gotta stay ready or we'll be (losing our minds)
Slim
Would you open our eyes
To the miracle that lies
In the air we breathe
In our every being
Can't be by power or might
That we stand alive
And though
number I couldn't get her name
I said I still like your style of fashion
But I hate your hostile 'itty attitude wit a passion
Is it because brothers
I forgot to have an idea on the day my night flew by
I was challenging a blind man just to look me in the eye
At the corner of the circle where we
a limosuine everywhere you go and fly private planes
that's what I was taught to do
by my big homie thou
you can always be a nigga,
but a nigga ain't rich
right ta be a G, Westside Connection
Live for red and blue, my nigga Masta P
But ain't no more God for us nigga
But we can live for that green
't be just me that sees that we're breaking down by degrees
Yeah we're breaking down by degrees
Sometimes small mercies, small mercies can make all things
Before it was mentioned
Your beauty can’t be measured by no like
And that goes if your dark or light
Ignorant fools tryna cause separation
Self hate is
teaching rap, and of course I am back
Because these other MC's are here also weak and wack
So BDP will teach them, hey, we will teach them
BDP will teach
shady, baby
I wanna go to a world where I ain't gotta be a freak ho
Just, so I can be noticed by people
Please, tell me if you know
Because I wanna go,
is thin
And it's always cold in the wintertime
But we can always begin by a dry lakebed in the summertime
We'll fly around on my lunar bike
And you're
You won't find Hatesville on any maps
It's easy to get to
But you can't go by train, or plane, or car
You need a ticket to get there from here
the rest of it is made by Bally
Exotic lil bitch she fine she only be smoking Cali
I need all the freak hoes to turn up to this anthem
Shake that ass like
It's like a drug and I can't stand it
Mike like a fight? And use it like a magnet
It's hip hop with a twist
Ah
As we go a little somethin like dis
smoke
Your Junkie's dope
You'll be hanging by a thread and I'll be holding the rope
Cars and planes and boats won't do
Yeah you can be sure I'll find you
you gotta pay me
Freakiana thick and she slim ooo ooo baby
Big dope in the backy make me lazy
Can't remember after the party it was hazy
Woke up next
from no wages
Looked at as Disgraces
And the name was boy because being black
Meant that you're nameless
We only say graces so we can see a day when
completely messed up by what came next
I said
Girl you so fly I swear you caught my eye
And I just have to tell you just fit my style
Maybe we could be
Can't wait
For this summer
To be the best one
Ever
We'll go walk down
By the pool
Try to look
Very very cool
Cause there goes by the girl of my dreams
a kid
I didn’t know anything
I was too busy dreaming
The time flew by
And now it’s gone
But that’s okay, I guess
Because now I’m old
The funny ways
knees Because Jesus is The only one the only one Who can set us free
Let God be true and every Man a liar read the truth Holy Spirit light the fire
Oh
about that Mane
Then who you fw wack
I den seen all boy
Know my trust be running slim
Told the lord to shine that light
Because my future gettin dim
Know
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