Lyrics:
It's just me against the world and I won't lose
No I can't lose, I'm a born winner
These streets made a beast out of me
Six rings on my fingers
me the world
I push to be not the backseat girl
Don't deep throat the C-note she float
Murder she wrote, and keeps the heat close
Firm nigga, we
world can see
JoJo you're the one to vo-vote in from the outside third party
Vote JoJo 2020
By Jo I mean Jorgensen, not Biden
Biden sucks
Way past this atmosphere
Far, far away from here
Farther than the eye can see
Transcending all space and time
Guided by our third eye
Headed to our
Way past this atmosphere
Far, far away from here
Farther than the eye can see
Transcending all space and time
Guided by our third eye
Headed to our
CHILDREN RISE FROM THE GRAVE,
SLOWLY ORDERED TO THE END.
WISHING DEATH ONE BY ONE,
WILL HAVE NO SALVATION.
IT’S ONLY A MATTER OF TIME,
WILL END ALL
second-hand clothes
Eventually your world will shrink within four walls
Of neglected debts and stolen stereos.
So move away jimmy blue
Before your small,
the corner, brothers hit (world wide mob figgaz)
Urban legends, dirty third still reppin'
Still double-vest to bum rush your session (world wide mob figgaz)
city is no fun
There is no sun, and it's so dark
Sometimes I feel like I'm just bein' pulled apart
From each one of my limbs, by each one of my
hindsight coming into focus
Packed lines filed affording visits
Third eye-sight knowing the moments
Word's high rhymes flowing dopeness
World likes minds
And banished from the nation
Here it comes again: Discrimination!
And the world watching our reaction
To the 3rd World
Because the stakes are the Third World War
never fucking satisfied
Time goes by
You could have been saving the world, yeah
The silence bit me from behind
And all my senses were lost within
the corner, brothers hit (world wide mob figgaz)
Urban legends, dirty third still reppin'
Still double-vest to bum rush your session (world wide mob figgaz)
know what the plan is
I'm just jumpin' from planet to planet
I don't know what the plan is
I'm just jumpin' from planet to planet like yeuh
Third culture
on and on
As I write this song
Goes on and on
Our life goes on
By tomorrow today's a ghost
You have forgotten everything
From the way we used to live
Today is
Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to our six star
The Hotel Cabana, a world full of drama
Interior designed by Dolce & Gabbana
Hotel Cabana, where you
Inhale imagination and breathe wonder
That's your lady, I used to run up in her and G weed from her
It's a cold world and niggas need summer
At times my
The first world's got greedy, we're consuming it all
The third world's got hunger and military control
This unequal balance is a master plan
One
put it in fast and then I drag it out (drag it out)
World (world), I be your special friend, see
'Cause these suckas suffer from pseudo-penis envy, so
American corporate system
Controls the world's economy
Decides who's richor poor
Suffer the third world country
No change, no future, we're Lost
decease well then, please
Bury me by my grand-grand and when you can, come follow me
God bless you workin' on a plan to heaven
Follow the Lord all
would stay
If I wasn't me, wasn't committed
I told my mom and my dad it'll be the last Christmas
In the hood that you can visit
Oh boy I got it, no
[Master P] (Mack 10)
Third ward New Orleans. To Inglewood.
To the motherfuckin world nigga.
Mack Dime. (What's up my nigga?)
strange activity going on behind that door
There's some strange, strange activity
Going on on the thirty-third floor
And when you arrive by that door
No
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