Lyrics:
hysterical,
Don't trip or you'll get whipped by this miracle,
I'm very cool when put in a hot situation, for real,
I'll send you on a permanent vacation,
trains, what happens when it all stops?
Artists drop gems that ring false rocks
We should've got those calls blocked like Alstott
We're feeding our mind
up
And when he tells you you ain't nuttin' don't believe him
And if he can't learn to love you, you should leave him
'Cause sista you don't need him
to the weed to the spliffs and the blunts
Then it’s pills at the clubs
Now I’m a addicted to drugs and yo
Don’t be fooled by how cool it seems
Son you will
at the stones
You will find me, it's over when 1999 be
Meet me at the crossroads I'll be chillin by the tree
Drinking lemonade, up in the shade with your family
spit a piece of wood and I'll be there
If it's stone then you'll find me, it's over like 1999 be
Meet me at the crossroads, I'll be chilling by the tree
the same family tree
I've summoned the first world to come and take a stand with me
Rise up little baby rise up, put your eyes up, rise up
'Cause I will
In this life time you don't have to proove nothing to nobody except yourself
And after what you've gone through if you havn't done that by now
It
Mistakes are a part of life just learn from yours
They making weapons out of germs for war
AIDS bombs straight through your front door
And I'm sure they
none, you're done, you're through
Everybody packs so you're jacked by the ABC crew
Another baby criminal living in the drama
With a trigga for a nigga
Time and time again, I find I find myself askin'
Every time I ask a question, seems I request a blessing
Never learn my lesson so it seems
I take one
Time and time again, I find I find myself askin'
Every time I ask a question, seems I request a blessing
Never learn my lesson so it seems
I take
up
And when he tells you you ain't nuttin' don't believe him
And if he can't learn to love you you should leave him
Cause sista you don't need him
pride, nigga be rid'n' by just like that can lose they life
now two families fightin', momma's cryin', askin' God why, why you put this pain in my heart,
down
By the ignorant of doctrine?
CONSECRATION
These aren't Christian "e's"
Learn 'em better than your A,be,see,'s
In your mind cause them be
questions
I sold rocks, I was raised with no pops
My four glocks, twistin' hoes like door knobs
Bitch offered me the pussy, so I took it
They call me a crook,
'em both in that same scenario
Survivor of the third world since he was a day old
You learn to bundle up when you heat your house with a stove
Same
and burn, so when I woke up by the fire hydrant
I would have to learn I gotta stop! or I would die in violence
But my environments left me with the vicious
burn
Smilin' at your funeral while the whole family mourn
Fuckin' deja vu
These douchebags never learn
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