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you up, no fuss, blood rush
Cuss much, what's mine? You bust nuts, crunch crunch
Spark the bud, what's what, the white King Tut
Out in so-fuck, look
Believe me when I say it's worth it
Where we going ain't no disturbing
Take your time and breathe out, breathe in
Jump
Jump
Jump
Jump
You ain't by
a kid
Am I worth it
Yes I am
Then why do you do this to yourself
Why do you let looks blind judgment
I am worth it
But on the surface
I’m always
Planting
won't laugh at your looks
Your voice or your face
And by any number of bets in the book
Will be rollin' long after the bubblegum craze
You need
They say it takes more now
To do what our Mom & Daddy's did
They made it look so easy
Working hard and raising kids
If you get in trouble at school
They say it takes more now
To do what our Mom and Daddy's did
They made it look so easy
Working hard and raising kids
If you get in trouble
You gon' ask yourself how come your mans
Didn't empty that last round that he had in Curtis Jackson's ass while he had the chance
You keep askin' us
I own this bar."
Then he winked at me and said, "Kid, I got a few more tips
But they sure ain't the kind that would in that jar."
You gotta treat
stuff up, y'all feel good?
Yo, what the hell y'all wanna do, Syndicate, tonight, what you wanna do?
(Party!)
Randy Mac in the place to be, what you
So black women put it in your texts
So you can never let, opportunity pass you by
Or even ask yourself, who am I?
are just scavengers
That's the way my mind was poisoned
To believe that in America blacks are inferior
A weak mind and a body of swine
Only adds up
playing some games
I believe in us
I believe in all we are
I could be myself
You could be yourself for once
Why should we pretend
We are not the ones we
darker it ain't gone lead to applause no
But Sunday service as a kid never got me closer to God
The Sunday school teacher said if we believe we can't die
living day
Telling yourself everything is OK
When you look at life you'll see it slipping away
Lord knows who feels it every moment every day
Those
Now this all started in a honky tonk
Just the other side of town
A girl come in took a stool by me
Ordered gin and drank it down
She lit up a cigarette,
We go wow, ba-da-da-dow-da-dah-ow
Either stand tall, just sit the fuck down
All the way from the 2-1-5th to Bucktown
Brace yourself, it's about
you have to play yourself by playin me?
You disrespected me like if I was a kid
Why you have to fu***' lie?
You brung out the bad in me
I never thought
you have to play yourself by playin me?
You disrespected me like if I was a kid
Why you have to fucking' lie and play the victim girl
You brung out
the competition, I'll impress myself
Don't need to watch me, you should check yourself
So much on the shelf that if I take a verse off the shelf
It probably break
of the streets in my odyssey caught
A bullet that probably destroyed
A good kid in a mad city, slightly annoyed
I walked down the street with no heat
And run
in my P's
Me and my niggas is thug niggas, former known drug dealers
We don't love bitches and believe, they don't love niggas
I gotta blame my
quiet, isn't it?
Look at the world we live in, defined by comment sections
Surround yourself with people that challenge how you think
Not people that
believe in miraclеs
And a miracle has happened tonight hee!
But, if you're thinking about my baby
It don't matter if you're black or white
Ooh!
They print
mother, lad.
You gotta serve yourself
Nobody gonna do it for you
You gotta serve yourself
Nobody gonna do it for you
Well, you may believe in devils
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