Lyrics:
loves me
He's just a poor boy from a poor family
Spare him his life, from this monstrosity
Easy come, easy go
Will you let me go?
Bismillah!
No, we will
forces will lead that heart
To let this poor man rise
Rise, from this corruption
See the world burn
Escape from submission
Reach for a soul
There are no
Singing "You got yours
Well, baby it's time to get mine"
She's been waiting a whole life for an answer
Saw a preacher man, homemade sign
He's casting stones
Fit feed you tomorrow
Abi you no know say
Poor man fit become rich man
And then vice versa
That is rich man turning to poor man
E de happen
Nobody
that rich, sho' no mo', use to be poor but now I'm rich
Got it, te quiero, can't get stood up by no bitch
'cause where would I be without Celly, Celly
times they're attacked
They just, can't see, through, my act
I'm the man behind the curtain
I pull all the strings
Welcome to my puppet show
You poor
they got rank
See Sega ain't in this new world order
Them experimenting in Atlanta, Georgia
United Nations, overseas
They trained assassins to do
Bird on a wire with a pocketful of holes
Broken down fiddle and a two haired bow
Headful of melodies nobody knows
How he landed in a poor man's
on these streets
Welcome to America
The sins of the father, my pop gave me to suffer
The friends I would follow was crack babies and hustlas
It's steel
There's a fine line between love and hate you see
Came way too late but baby I'm on it,
And there's a fine line between love and hate you see
Can't
bitches thinking they lit
Uh what's up doc I got these bitches sick
Just like the looney tune goon carrots grippin da wrist
He a fan she a fan them and they
poor man's deal)
And I feel hopelessly weighed down by your eyes of steel
(Your eyes of steel)
Well, It's a world gone crazy keeps woman in chains,
else
Something cold and ugly
Not invisible but blended with the shadow criss-crossing the old man
Squatting by the drug store at the corner
With is
need applause
The rich man stands in front of me
The poor man behind my back
They believe they can control the game
But the juggler holds another pack
I
an agreement
To leave this boy right there he's chosen
His body noticed by the highest of forces
And you will never get his soul nor emotions
That boy way
telling you truth
Look this birds, the man who feed it,
Has the power, brilliant shoes, transfer market,
dollar cases, perfect bodies, ooooo i'm sad
Show
playing man)
Pretty girls, oh (Forreal man chill man chill)
Well all my nigga's just with that honey (Nah, not that one right there man)
Ayo this thing
But I'm just a poor boy and nobody loves me
He's just a poor boy from a poor family
Spare him his life from this monstrosity
Easy come easy go will
the orphanage, baby, over there on the
Poor side of town
You can go to the circus, baby, frighten the elephants
See if you can get them to maybe,
Trample
rich before poor
Where most of us settle. Broke in ghettos
Dope as the devil, Coke in the kettles. No hope on these levels
Dirt dosed by the shovel.
You'll make this grown man cry
(Right, right, right, uh)
(No baby, no baby, no baby)
If you take your love away from me
(If you take your love away)
I'll
the shield on my feet so it won't even crease
Man's so blessed I don't need a bible with me
Drip so hard I feel like Lil Baby
Yeah
Hate me cuz I'm the best
I been up, and I been down
'Til you helped me put my
Feet on solid ground
I been rich and I been poor
'Til you showed me that there's so much more
Asleep on the hay
The cattle are lowing
The poor Baby wakes
But little Lord Jesus
No crying He makes
I love Thee, Lord Jesus
Look down from the sky
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