Lyrics:
thicc but they don't save no lives
I eat fries every time that I want to cry
And ride by every stop that reminds me why I hate you but I fight every time
(SO SICK OF JUNKIES)
Drunkens, drunk on the side of the road
I walked past and they called me
I was like... "no , man I don't drink"
And then they
Ms. Ebony!
With your natural hair, and your black fist raised in the air!
Ms. Ebony!
I love your skin, I love your soul
When you got black, who
it be I stayed away too long"
My god daughters Nadia, Simone
Diana know when not, our father's ever comin' home
Claim by the streets with them other
then yell here's Lumberjack Pat
I'ma burly guy, a real woodsman
I surly hurt thee with a real good plan
I don't use a chainsaw, it makes too much damn
one
I'ma do it by writing and rhyming, that way I'm creating a song
Cos it helps with the crying inside and all the silence
Helps me to live instead
doin' dawg, you be lookin' confused
Better get another mindset, around me
'Cause I'll be surrounding myself with like-minded people
As hungry, as I'll be
doin' dawg, you be lookin' confused
Better get another mindset, around me
'Cause I'll be surrounding myself with like-minded people
As hungry, as I'll be
Getting cocky by showing me your teeth
I'm reaching out to Chief Kamachi
Bring out your hair shavers
I would like to torture you
I'll treat you like
ask yourself, in the motherfuckin' mirror
Never thought that I'd be here, I'm just runnin every day
I can't get it off my chest, I just need a fuckin'
so naturally I'm moving with you
You're, my man
The world don't understand, but baby here I am
Next to you (You)
I do (Do), support you
Hold you 'til
wrote landslide by Fleetwood mac
It scarcely left me with nothing to say
All I got here is this army of questions
Leaving their boot prints all over my
Of the innocent blood racists use as paint
Country was built by bullies
They loot, steal, kill when they took it all from me
When they took my ancestors right up
Yeah yeah yeah
Alright
Liquor for a meal while I dwell with the demons/
Kick her out she ain't feel the same it's a weakness/
Big money up top do I
the juice)
But over here we keeping it a hundred proof
(100)
You asking me what I really think of you
(well) i could tell ya' or show ya'
But I ain't gon' hold
Equivalent of god
Musta Happened by a accident
Incident deliberate associate participant
Stimulate my mind with attacks that are militant
I Am Not Afraid Ough
jobs, while he smoking dick
And I'm a bitch
That's the reason no one fucks with me
I apply the pressure
Bum niggas cant withstand the heat
Got them
You give me gold, you give me silver
But money means nothing to me, rules mean Nothing to me
I am ruled by nothing because i am the mystery
you lame bitch
Tweet, book and face this
No they never caught up with me, they still on the reruns, I am the new son
Every time I see the mic I do
like a rolling rink
Watching time go by, it's 4am I'm off a Folgers drink
Subtle subs and broken love, it's cool, don't hold it in
At this point y'all
gets past twelve and she's teasing me
Because I just came out and my dungarees
Dropped by with a letter going to get a babysitter
Stopped at the shop
planets
And the world is at my feet
I don't know what else to think
I think they gave me all kinds of drugs but didn't know i was in love with the drink
hear me
So I guess I'm going solo I'm still living
[Verse 3]
If I ain't here with you right now
My nigga I'm with you in the heart
How it was just from
in the face in L.A.
Ain't nothin' in the world that can keep me
From doing what I want to do
'Cause I'm too proud, I'm too strong,
Live by the code
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