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left to raise all your little kids
Sometimes it takes so much to be a black woman
When we’re happy we’re too loud
We got standards were too proud
When we

You're a slave to the money eight days a week
Every fucking day ya boss is giving ya grief

Just another victim of the daily grind
Now ya running out

to lake Taho
Everyone white, I stand out like I'm Pablo
I grew up good, I should be happy by now
V, he straight outa the woods
Misunderstood, what they be

told Me
You'll stay by my side
They told me to be Careful
I am guessing they were right
Now is fuck love
I don't understand the term
It got me fucked up

on you like you did to me
I knew it was your friend that ain't a mystery
Had me sitting in my room by my lonesome
Doubting every time you said you loved me

Cartier glasses
And chrome hearts
I can see how you coming
But feel like we apart
You were swept by the masses
While I was dodging darts
Funny

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and a teacher (Right?)
Getting head by the bleachers (Right?)
I don't fuck with you neither (Right)
Bathing Ape on my sweater (Yay)
You get her wet I get her

to
Surrounded by these rats in the cold nights
Pushing that pure white but I don't feel alright 
Huh 
I look better to you when I'm in a drown 
Just another

Yo, woke up this morning, crucial timing
My son crying, I'm back to them daddy duties
Yo I be lying if I ain't say
I was happy when raising my kids

the lot
Not the endowment of rifles, enraged fools
Potential to be raped or getting shot
Now mother's frown laying down they kids
Painfully gotta pray that

that up 
I know the road isn’t easy and you might get stuck 
I watched my world walk away like I didn’t know that much 
Was a kid looking in, now just

over it
When you're surrounded by dicks and liars
And you're smoking a bowl of shit
What about when you hit rock bottom
You hit it again and again
Just

messed-up religion half-baked in belief
So I won't stop rappimg till you get my drift
That we're held in the Grip getting sorely dissed
Capitalists are we, we

of choosing narcissistic men

CHORUS
I just wanna make you proud
Get married by the time I’m thirty, have life figured out
All I ever wanted was to tell you I

felt when I was nine
Nowadays mistakes are a crime
I'm seeing my parents less and less while they still affected by time
Sometimes I wish we'd go back

immune systems
I refuse to play the victim, I'm chillin happy
Healthy, v-free now I'm bout to groove with em like,

Don't you worry bout a thang, baby
Just

corporate greed
Kids can't play in the streets
'Cause there's a supermarket
where there used to be a tree
I'm scraping by with miles of pain
You know you

I used to love this city
It was all love but sadly enough
It seems now that all my friends are just somebody’s enemy
All these are kids stuck

that on my soul
I rather c RecH
Then go broke
I rather c Rech
Then be poor
I was broke as a joke but wasn't laughing
Fuck you mean money can't by

(No way, Hozay) that's good
That's good ha ha, ayy
Ayy, ShittyBoyz

It's a cold world
I'm just happy that my heart froze
Dawg think he drug deal

the lips"
Yeah I was raised in that way
And like the flower you are
So let me taste on that cake
But she had nothing to say
I couldn't blame her 
Finally in

of old guitar, and rollerblades, and making up rhymes
We were just kids, enough of this
We clipped our wings
And now the time flies by

And I could

I'm outta here, you seem surprised, bitch, take some notes
Are you ready kids, well, Coach ain't so here's this roast
Eat your toast, eat your toast
In