Lyrics:
that same nigga sell five million
Hit the charts like a mad man, nothin' but hits
Court cases got a nigga facin' multiple digits
Dodgin' cop cars look
begin to hunger
With a crack of thunder
The man is taken under
The wolf attacks
The man draws back
Only after being bit
Does the man win by clubbing it
Wrap your troubles in dreams
Send them all away
Put them in a bottle
And across the seas they'll stay
Speak not
for this shit
Because I climbed the mountain fast and all I found was just a cliff
The lesson there is getting there is way more fun than getting
Written By Lee Roy Parnell And Tony Arata
More Than A Mountain Of Silver More Than A River Of Pearls
Her Love Is More Precious Than Anything In
Trick Daddy Dollaz
Eightball, Trey Songz
We high
Good evening ladies and gentleman
This is you're captain speakin' to ya
I'd like to welcome
on him
Hunted by authority
You might not overstand I say
The plight of Black-man, cliche you say
Long held out crying for the hope of peace
Insanity is
on!
Well you're workin' for the boss man all the day long
The trouble with my life is I lived it all wrong, hey! - Lived it wrong baby
Hey-oh, ya gotta
right side, right side
Yeah,
Often I'm caught up in confusion and need a dissolution
They tell me the solution is get through the illusion I'm living
put it in the hands of the most greedy
Cause their puttin' a price tag on a man's word
And it's a fashion show, so the men flirt
The world is endin'
But that's what you need man, and you need it bad
And your trouble is you know it too good
"Cause you look an' you start getting the chills
"Cause
me, you keep me up all night
You make it еasy to forget about
The troubles that wе see
Should anybody love somebody this much
That this madness is magic
end
Motherfuckin' black radio is being disowned
Not by the other race, but its own
A lot of bullshit records make hits
Because of who you know,
chew tobaccy
And the women wicky wacky, woo
Now when the day is warm
You can keep in form
With a bowl of rice beneath a parasol
Every gentle man has
what that man was downright crucified
By the same bad guy's still telling lies. you know they keep us used and abused
They make us unhappy, 'n everything
the cold concrete sold by the feet [? ]
Tax buyer man that I'm yet to meet
Pay an army I'm hardly ready to speak
Memories start in 93
And [? ] came round
I grew up in the void place south of Heaven
Couldn't find the Lord to save my life
Then I realized the trouble is I wasn't lookin'
Oh if you don't
life
The soundtrack to my life
I was close to go and trying some coke
And a happy ending would be slitting my throat
Ignorance the cope man
Ignorance is
Throw ya hands up! Throw ya hands up!
In this corner the ghetto gladiator
Iron Mike Tyson never been defeated
Can't keep a good man down!
And in this
Westside Connection Ice Cube W.C. and Mack 10
Nigga y'all know the Westside is Bout It Bout It
It¹s the I N G L E here to trouble you, W double-oh
junkie
Even tho he was bad at school
Now he's known as king of cool
Music's his only fuel
This man's walking by no one rules
Some say love is not a good
her
Yeah
Is when all those hoes they mention
I told
Yeah
The real science stands by for the folks
I told
I'll just stab it
Yeah
I try to find a way
[Hook by Blam]
This is sumtn' 4 urrbody get yo' hands up
On the grind, money on yo' mind get yo' grands up
If you on top getting hella guap stand up
My man is made of trouble,
known for talking double,
pushing all the fools that follow me,
but he will always love me tenderly.
My man is made
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