Lyrics:
Black shoes fit, like they was made, from ashes
Another brother, a sister or somebody's pops
And when I see Al, he never stops
Unless it's to make
the same stuff that used to be sold by extreme tan and hershey
Can somebody from winchester get a chance with it
But I can't rub it on you without using my
I know everybody got somebody to tip away
See, I'm a Mar brotha, you could believe that
Stalin on the suade to a platinum plaque
I do it for the ones
Yeah
GamerDude (Woo)
I'm back at it again with the remake
You already know
Everybody made fun of me for the first track
Now imma hitem with
in
somebody else's business, looking for something, but 'cha know, for what
it's worth -
we could give a fuck!
(chorus)
Me'shell: Girlfriend,
a girl that knows how to cook, knows how to love me and how to treat a nigga good "
The one to stay by my side when a nigga shook"
but she gotta be
that you might try weighin' it
Hated by many but I hate 'em back
Loved by troopers who know where it's at
You might like me, might think I'm wack
But
said "Ill see u later"
But I'm talking about a dude that I knew for a decade
And I'm only 2 of them old, I'm feelin' betrayed
By fate, God how could you
to the ground
Isn't it strange that when I'm at my lowest
You are nowhere to be found
The memories I used to keep us alive
Are memories now lost in somebody
belongs to you
No matter what I try
When I get the courage to know somebody new
It always falls apart 'cause they just can't compare to you
You're
Imprisoned by these racist institutions
Even when somebody tell you that they love you
They really gain your trust and abuse it
Many said I was gone make it
And I spent oh so many nights just feeling sorry for myself
I used to cry, but now I hold my head up high
And you see me, somebody new
I'm not that
Yea
Come on
All these highs and lows I’m trying to find a middle ground
I guess that’s just how it goes when you the middle child
Used to be in
mop buckets, nigga
Put sixes rices and motherfuckin' eight soups in that shit
Mrs. Dash and Goya
I don't know what the fuck, I don't know what all
Ya
We the north
Nothing to something
Real rap
Y'all ready know I had to do the remix
It's about time
But I can't take it anymore
Let's get it
(We are
'm thinking to my self that this might be a waste of my time
'Cause what if I don't even get high
Thirty minutes done came by, I didn't even seem high
Until
2906, member used to wake at 6am for that s**t ..
N**ga had to work a six to six for that s**t..
(Yah these things do really happen..
I don't really know
if I picture it
Maybe it'll get better by just a little bit
But yo I doubt that, stuck up in this mouse trap, and everytime I try to get up out of it I
did I surrender too much
I kept my promise through day and night
I used to know what was wrong or right
CHORUS:
There by the light of the living room
I
Today I passed you on the street
And my heart fell at your feet
I can't help it if I'm still in love with you
Somebody else stood by your side
Leave me on the radio
Even though I know
I'm not that kind of song
That you'd usually play
Was I strong enough
For your fickle games
But you used me
'm fake
Cause I hate to see somebody so great in that way
I would of stayed so long with so much to say
I had to put it in writing to keep me
'Cause I hate to see somebody so great in that way
I would a stayed so long with so much to say
I had to put it in writin' to keep me and Brooklyn from
the free-throw line and bang
Now, I bust and crush tracks, nothin' really changed
Except, twelve-inch scars on my body
What I mean by that, I was hit by some
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