Lyrics:
'Cause brother, you ain't got no style
Keep on
(To the break of dawn)
(To the break of dawn)
Yeah
Keep on
(To the break of dawn)
Hey yo,
out, laid out
She only gave it up because she thought I had some crack
And I won't be strayed by a lame ass dame
Keep my dollars in my pockets 'cause
strung out, laid out
She only gave it up because she thought I had some crack
And I won't be strayed by a lame ass dame
Keep my dollars in my pockets
'Cause brother, you ain't got no style
Keep on
(To the break of dawn)
(To the break of dawn)
Yeah
Keep on
(To the break of dawn)
Hey yo,
at them titties
Take your ass straight on out, of Sin City
Wearin all pink just like Hello Kitty
Bringin back all see-notes and no fifties
Burnin rubber
"Brothers and sisters"
Ever since you was a pee-wee
Down by my knee with a wee-wee
We been coochie-coo all through
School, you and me, g fuck it please god
frisbee's on my wall, lookin' properly
But come-ly, I U.F.O. you Wright Brothers
The Indian that sold Manhattan to the white man
My grandfather, step up
called my brother, he was in the trenches movin' my watch (yeah, yeah)
And I told you, "Ain't no drought," you think you the only nigga got Wock'? (Nah)
nine, get up
'Cause it's time to make the payback fat
To my brothers on the block, better stay strapped, black
And accept no substitutes
I bring truth
a Five Percenter? Well
No, but I go where the brothers go
Down with Compton Mosque, Number 54
Made a little dough, still got a sister on my elbow
Did
smoked up by the doorway (blaow)
No question, I send your ass back, right to the essence
Your whole frame is smothered in dirt, now how you restin'?
to help one another
The pimp got tricks
That he learned from the other
Go by the color you'll discover
Damn everybody ain't no brother
Just when
dissin' a
Unofficial that smoke Woolie Thai
I dropped out of Cooley High, gassed up by a cokehead cutie pie
Jungle survivor, fuck who's the live-r
My
Just need y'all 3 to send me 1 verse apiece
For this Heatmakerz beat and Brother's Keeper 1
Simple mathematics, I'm addin' up to all these rap addicts
weed, listenin' to rap
Take it easy on my brother Frenchie right here (Montana)
(Coke Boy, baby)
See, me and French
We go back like Cocaine City
take the steps, you can't be cutting no corners
You tried to pay the ref and then it backfired on him
He out here trying to flex and then they up fire
killing his brothers like Jonas
40 on em know he gone damage ya
You need a verse told em hit up my manager
Her head game was week bitch just like
as the masses switches
System dissed them but barely missed her
My sole intention to save my brothers and sisters
(Hard) Get up
Just like that
(Hard) Get
By-product of when 'Massa'ruled your life
Spreading babies everywhere
Couldn't think,couldn't care
But you can now
You can,you can
C'mon and man up
Damn
it right
Don't make a ass outta yourself, by assumin' (yeah, not the mid is low now, turn the mics up some more)
Our music keeps you movin' what are
move with it
Not shut up I'm cool with it
Doctor Jurassic four rap tour wrap your
Head in a gorging in trenches where rats crawl
It's mine (brrrr)
Yeah, yo
Call me Gunshot Mike or Mr Skeng
Check one-two-one man skitzed again
Dickhead you and a dickhead crew
Getting gassed up by your
God save my soul
Devil on my shoulder
Meet me at the crossroads
Wanna keep tha peace
Don't pull up on me
Ten toes deep
Bet tha house on me
Speak no
special to rap a flat,
Puttin' his head
Inside the pavement.
Burnin' 'em up,
Just like a flame thrower.
Rippin' 'em
With the cool flower.
Takin'
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