Lyrics:
Ain't no love in Oakland, bitch
Niggas always talkin bout 'I love you'
But ain't no love, bitch
Now it's a shame, I can't be saved by John
I'm only human, of flesh and blood I'm made.
Ooh human, born to make mistakes.
If five boys in the house say it loud.
If five boys in the house
up with Guru, of course
[Big Shug]
Young ladies, fly ladies, young ladies in the house
[Patra]
Bad, bad by law, you no say you're da numba one
feelings baby I can tell
Up here nervous biting nails
Looking lost you by yourself now
You ain't gotta be alone
Come fuck with me baby you know that I'm
not know
You wasnt born slow
What the fuck these niggaz thought you by yourself up in this box
They must not know
You wasnt born slow
What the fuck
the best
The hood is a modern day Wild Wild West, you won't always be saved even if you wear A bullet proof vest
Ever heard of hollow tips
Roses are red, Oh
If I smoke a whole ounce and I don't even leave the house
I could look at my accounts and I don't see nothin' wrong
I'm unapologetic, you can tell by
Spin a wheel
Wheel spent
Bending blocks thru the city
Music loud
Niggas wild so I keep a Glock with me
Member never use to have now a nigga got
Well I was born too late to be a Rolling Stone
I don't know Jerry Lee I never me John & Yoko
Standin' with a strat, I'm rock 'n' roll's bastard son
When I was born
My mother died
She said,'Bye bye, baby, bye bye
I said,'Where you goin'?
I'm just born
She said,'I'll only be gone for
the house
And you gon' have to pay me homie, I'm not leavin' this couch
Baby it's cold outside, we just sittin' by the fire
While the little duns is playing
is my city, yeah
(GBO)
It’s dazzling when bright lights are flashing
Its out of this world you can only imagine
I was born and raised by this city,
interrupted by stars
They were like settlers abroad from some foreign parts
A new job, a new hope, a new start
In a new house
I'm going to take you there some
Right where his 'foot' was supposed to be.
Now, billy the mountain, he couldn't believe it!
All those postcards he'd posed for, for over these years,
me, nigga couldn't touch me if he snuff me
So bust me, you're gonna have to, cause I'mma blast you
My lyrical like a miracle, ill spiritual
I'm born
Right from the sky we are born crazy
Right from the sky we are born to be wild
Right from the sky we are born crazy
Right from the sky we are
frontin I hope on the case
Wild one maybe but I'ma protect my baby
Test me fool and by the end you gon' think I'm crazy
That's how I do for my dogg
this house
And with the rocks I cry out
Be praised for all Your tenderness by these works of Your hands
Suns that rise and rains that fall to bless
somber wooden indian by the door began to laugh at me
Born too late and everything you know is gone, gone
Born too late and everything you know is
heads
Looks like it'll be over by the time I count to 10
Damn I'm losing my mind
Can't seem to find the time to figure my shit out I'm in an empty house
shaking, I let a round go
From the .223 polk stock powder load, bye bye
I was born this way, who am I to be ashamed
It's the Indian blood in the poor
Meet me tonight by the bombed out carnival.
We'll hide out where the house of mirrors is smashed up like an icicle field.
We'll hide in the ferris
on a windscreen
And like insects in glue
We could stick together if you wanted to
And yes I'll be your wild flower
Grown through the concrete sheets
And born
And "jiggaboo" and "spearchucker"
And ugly real ugly
By the local White folks
And the local Negroes too
Just because she was born tobacco brown like James Brown
Ma
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