Lyrics:
music
Turn on some music, I got my music - just like music
Music is the soul of the man
Music makes a, happy day
Music makes a, cloud flow by baby
Hanging on the corner working for the man
Running these numbers, pushing cocaine
Going up to Memphis to sing me some blues
Oh pretty baby I'm tired
I'm not gunna pull this off man without signing the dots
This is too sensible for me man
How you gunna have a dream come true ?
[verse 1]
I used
flat
Don't wanna see ya catch a bullet black
If we don't build we'll be destroyed
That's the challenge we face in this race of poor and unemployed
Freud,
Baby I'm your stress reliever
Stress reliever
You know how man stay already
Baby I'm your
Stress reliever stress reliever
Tek time and ride the john
Good news great joy this Yah man yah still a bring
This Yah baby weh born Him nuh normal, a lie
Christ pon the scene sins ago pardon
Walk the earth
boy
When youre flying high on a highway to the sky
I'll be livin by
This promise i have made myself
When i was just a little man
Nothin more than 3
The first time I saw you in Pony Tails
That Horrible Doctor's Fan
I knew from the groove when you sang that tune
That I wanted to be your man
But
like we car seats
Baby bottles yeah we poor lean
Glock by my side
I might shot up a nigga
Smoking grabba man i swear
We got them books
Like we going
thought, It is unfair.
I am, I am loking at the whole thing from te poor kid's point of view.
And as I get more older and more fatherly, I began to look
of this
Robbed, finessed got abused by the girl
Stuck up in the lab trying hard to make a hit
Writing bout my story got me feelin like a simp
But walking
a poor family
Spare him his life from this monstrosity
Easy come, easy go, will you let me go?
بِسْمِ ٱللَّٰهِ
No, we will not let you go (let him go)
Poor souls sleeping on shop front doors
Being turfed off by the council
Forgotten by our government
A selfish little baby
With no responsibility
Laces
In places
You wish you knew
Pass the mic to this other dude
Jacob's car he doesn't even have no more
Can't even afford a 4 door you poor nigga
You
I got a shirt made by little girl's hands,
In a little warehouse on a little island.
I bet she's even got herself a little boyfriend,
But she'd
this, uh uh uh, what?
Let it ride, uh uh, uh-uh uh-uh
Tonight (1 Life 2 Live) uh uh, uh-uh uh-uh
Uh uh, uh-uh uh-uh
(1 Life 2 Live baby) Uh uh, uh-uh
Poor souls sleeping on shop front doors
Being turfed off by the council
Forgotten by our government
A selfish little baby
With no responsibility
Thursday already
A cabin fever dream too rough for me
I'm waiting for the lightning to strike me twice
Oh, baby, you know
I'll dissolve you with a poor man's
the pressures of perfection,
As I stand up on this platform they expectin,
Me to be a man without flaws, that's false,
I am just another rapper that's called
carnival comes into
Town every year? Well this year they came through with a ride
Called The Mixer. The man said, "Keep your head, and arms, inside
Cause in this world we live together but divided by a chalk line
You wanted to hear my life story well I told you
Maybe there's answers to my question in
the heroine tonight
I don't need a man to prove my power
Cuz baby you should know that I'm la Reine
Queen of the night
Is coming to change this kingdom tonight
m like this is mansion musik music
No Trippie, I'm psycho bitch, don't make me lose it
Run around like a looney tune, man you fuckin' stupid
When she
It's the man, it's the myth, in the midst of the minks
With the M's on my mind in Maui taking pics
Motivated by more that mean
I want more of this, I
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