Lyrics:
dues and knock'em out the box
That's how it is homie like it or not
It's bad enough late bills keep stacking up
No one ever told me that it would
'Cause no matter how many times you sock me in it
And knock me to the canvas, even the boxing critics
Know that if I get off to a rocky start, I'll
dry
Could you find it inna yuh heart
To give me one more bly
I won't abuse the situation
This time I won't lie
By mi nightly conversation
Also mi
to watch fantasize and dream
As time went by i would by
Articulate a scheme
But many couldn't catch it
My style was too ratchet
From swangin' cocaine
y'all say
From the "world's most dangerous group" N.W.A.
Our rise, it was no surprise
I always knew these fools would trip
Hating, faking, scheming
Collecting my wage
Dollars per hour, no no, it's ok
No matter how much time we spend getting by
It's a goddamn waste, at least we try
An arbitrary line
or little, great or small,
It really doesn't matter at all
The way we shuffle our feet and hem and haw,
'Cause everybody's afraid they'll fall
Or else be left
heart too
But you just keep on actin' just like a fool
You know it ain't cool
Uh, don't be cruel
'Cause I would never be that cruel to you
Uh no,
black ass got older
No matter what I just kept at my trade
I made mistakes but stayed sharper then a Ginsu blade
It ain't clean in these streets, it's
Barely gettin' by, it's all takin' and no givin'
They just use your mind and they never give you credit
It's enough to drive you crazy if you let it
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What we have to do is deal with it when these individuals are young enough
If you will, to be saved, not in a religious sense, but not
yeah
See, all I know was get out and get it
I stay on the grind all night 'til my feet go numb
Blowin' mo' weed than Cheech & Chong
Livin' by
This looks like "Blues 101"
I started this letter, I'm going to send it to Ruba
It will be blessed by her eyes on the gulf coast of Florida
With her
wrong? Doesn't matter, I learn quick
I'm an outlaw, my brain has no fence
Doesn't matter either way to me 'cause even if it did
I would destroy it (woo,
looking back to see...
Now listen baby it don't matter to me
Even in your model T you're as cute as you can be
If you'll take me for a ride I will set
lovin' but she would never do it with a gun
Calilou is that your California woman's name
Yeah but I'm not sure she's in California for sure you know
Everyone thinks that I have it all
But it's so empty living behind these castle walls
These castle walls
If I should tumble if I should fall
Would
this existential dread, by morning, We're mourning
And if this whole thing is a dream, Some simulated meme
Would we know
would it matter
Would we know?
Thank you
I just wanna say thank you
Sittin' here thinkin' about everything
My momma told me
That I would always make it this far
I can't make
The aftermath, a second growth
The period immediately following an unusual event
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This looks like "Blues 101"
I started this letter, I'm going to send it to Ruba
It will be blessed by her eyes on the gulf coast of Florida
With her
It ain't no use to sit and wonder why, babe
It don't matter, anyhow
An' it ain't no use to sit and wonder why, babe
If you don't know by now
When
Your hands in the wind
Your pretending to be affected
By soft blows on your skin
Grey matter is resurrected
Until you go away to see
This song
and cold
And I finally ask you, what was the matter?
Was it a matter of worse or of better?
You stretch your arms out and finally face me
You say I
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