Lyrics:
of educate
And, 'til this day, I am still amazed by what this kid decided to do
In this day, instead of his usual play
He had some moves he made
He was quiet,
admit I been tempted by drugs
I admit that I just need a hug (I)
I admit the devil talk to me sometimes
But the devil is not who I trust (yeah, not who
kids get a new theme song
Say it loud kuz you know you’re strong
Let’s not fight let’s just get along
I’m so sorry that you moved on
I’m so sorry that
smile when you walk in?
Did you read the letters that I wrote?
And I've been on the road since Christmas
But it don't seem so long
Outside of that
Conception?
Between heaven and hell
What's between heaven and hell
A brand new me, oh it's the brand new me
Okay, fucking tell these kids one thing, just
What's between heaven and hell
A brand new me, oh it's the brand new me
Okay, fucking tell these kids one thing, just make sure handle your business
out the windows of east new york
Was knowledge, understandin when I stoppin eatin pork
[spiritual assassin of zu manchuz]
Yo, pictures record my wonder
Drill straight out New York how he love bloodstains on his butters
All these niggas claim they kids, but I'm the one hop out with cutters
Nah, these
the name of a.n.g
And i come from the streets
Known at Starling park
As the new kid on the block
That was
Bullying Pete
Then I just
Came to the mainstream
touch, it's rough tackle
When niggas ball on your block, and they buss at you
The fields' fill of players, and they all tryin' to score
The whole team
similarities
Diamond in the rough you can tell by my clarity nigga
Most of us in this room will be dead by Christmas That's what the fuck it look like
Y'all
these kids, jeez
Don't give a shit bout lyrics
All they wanna hear is a beat and that's it
Long as they can go to the club and get blitzed
Pick up
Jimmy Kimmel: My guest tonight is a
21-time Grammy award winning performer
Who last month threatened his very existence
By threatening one
Let's bring it back to them blocks off the new lots
Who a cop, nigga? I started from the shoe box
You grew a lot
But I schooled you how to do drops
In my
the blocks from the east to the west (west)
It ain't no secret, down south is the shit (down south)
Yeah, New Orleans gone, yeah, New Orleans fucked (fucked)
DJ Play My Song
Written and Produced by Johnnie B. Marshall, Jr.
Verse : The system is pumping, the party is jumping
And all of that's
trying to tell you we're taking you on a whole different universe whole different planet, baby
New kid by the planets. Let's go. I be rockin. No, I'd be
Chestnuts roasting on an open fire,
Jack Frost nipping at your nose,
Yuletide songs being sung by a choir,
And folks dressed up like Eskimos.
Chestnuts roasting on an open fire,
Jack Frost nipping at your nose,
Yuletide songs being sung by a choir,
And folks dressed up like Eskimos.
a new five
Circle the block where the beef's at
And park in front of my enemy's eyes
They see that it's war we life stealers, hollow-tip lead busters
Ay baby look here, this new song I wrote
It's got that nice groove that everybody dancin' to
And when I play it it kind of remind me of me and you
I hit a nerve with one of my songs
It has to do with incarceration in the United States
And the inherent racism in our judicial system
And much
This feel is givin' new beginnings like it's January
And on the real it won't be chill by 14th February
My eyes are peeled you know the deal
Im
lobotomy look what you taught to me feel like a lost cause
Block's hot, may be my high, feel like my mind's stopped
Tab dropped
New dimensions exploring my
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