Lyrics:
me girl all the way now
Oh with you by my side
They just can't keep us down
Together we can make it girl
From the poor side of town
(So tell me
me girl all the way now
Oh with you by my side
They just can't keep us down
Together we can make it girl
From the poor side of town
(So tell me
got next and it don't matter
What they say we gon' make it
This is for the little girls
That say "Nicki, you pretty"
When you come to the city
You
Little somethin for my godson Elijah and a little girl named Corinne
Some say the blacker the berry, the sweeter the juice
I say the darker
take a little more
By my side whether rich or poor
Missing your touch when I'm gone on tour
No reception on this transport
Movement, come and tell them
Lexuses
And all the girls I know got the big big breasteses
I got a ten story mansion on the beach
With a swimmin' pool filled up with the drool of Robin
Ever so long ago,
there lived two poor brothers who grew together.
The elder brother Rajeev was cunning by nature,
but the younger brother was not.
the anger, don't add a 'tude
Shifting the ground, no magnitude
I'ma make you move
Little rascal, I'm Dennis the menace (I'm Dennis the menace)
Girl when I ask
grinnin' and I'm rubbin' ya thighs, man
Can't explain how ya got me risin'
Sip a little pimp and let her get a little hypnotized
Recognize, wit' the pretty
swordfightin'
I'm slicin' organs with songwritin', I dwarf giants
I hope I'm rubbin' you pussies wrong sort of like poor dykin'
I smoke philosophy, I snort
the memories regarding Nixon
Are a little scary
The girl with the strong arm threatens the Quakers
They all say she's mad y'know
The girl with the strong arm
my foot in the door
Turn my hood to the rich from the poor
For my little sisters I'm gone ride out
Anytime you hurt ya older brother I'm gone slide out
Colors on the page
I drew a line to make it straight
The truth might hurt little
But Imma spill tell you anyway
Don't judge a book by its face
I'm
The girls ignore me and I'm beat
Up by the older kids
But the teachers quiz me like
"I wonder what your problem is?"
Well, the kids in my neighbourhood
All
little fellow was Marcus, young Marcus McGee
Well he spent the next year travelling the world
Fighting pirates and dragons and saving the girl
There was
just are not good to each other
One on one
The rich are not good to the rich
The poor are not good to the poor
We are afraid
Our educational system
me and Lijah the greatest
BY FARRR!
No pop star but you know I got some keys
The Camry need a refill cost 5 G's
And my girl refilled she can't get up
her and little brother there
We wash our pain with Belvedere
And use the drugs they brung us here
We get high to get by, hot dogs no rib eyes
Where
am not over it I need to understand
I never got the catharsis of all these bastards
Raping, killing our women it's driven by patriotic (Meant to say
am not over it I need to understand
I never got the catharsis of all these bastards
Raping, killing our women it's driven by patriotic (Meant to say
when I'm bored, rich from the poor
Drunk, high, stumblin' off the shits and record
Video vixen, she copped her tits from the store, said
"Damn, they
Our sisters worth more than grinding on the wall half-naked
She a bitch, she a whore
And you rich and you shit on the poor
In all of your records
Solar-energized rides, no steerin' wheel, tell it how to drive
No propellers in the sky
Airplanes like mini rockets
Waiting lists for the rich to get tickets
weaving love into a mad jazz pattern
Ruled by Pantaloon
Poor little rich girl
Don't drop a stitch too soon
We'll be as happy and contented as birds upon
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