Lyrics:
home the next day still reminiscing
Not believin' I just dicked on my homies Mrs.
This is a fuckin' trip man
I will never understand, my homeboy's
really one of Jim's holograms,
After that I got nosey went around her back,
Found out Josie was selling pussy to cats,
Charging 3-2-1 for a little
able to, what he would say
Why waste the slot time of the ridiculous rhyme
That's only excused by a generous mind
I kept 'em stored in the shelters like
Saw a lot of bad thing a child stays out of
When he hit 13, mothafucka when violent
Took along yo the crimes that I done
People must understand it
do man i'm the dumb nigga that chose
To go to school, man
This shit is not College Hill material
Bought books and got milk in the fridge
But no cereal
it
Bring snow in and they press it
My man said that he's onto me
But when I saw them man yea they legged it
Make a little doe and invest it n
Dem man
name was Nora Lee, and it was spoken all around
It's told that she was courted by two men of different kin
One of them a shoemaker that made boots
never own property or marry a wife.
Let alone purchase a knife or own a gun,
Read the Black Codes today it's under the sun.
Your man Jim Crowe he hated
[Chorus]
There's no sunshine in the city
That's the way it's going down
People kill and people dyin
Every time I turn around
There's no
Still remember Big Spank got slayed
Right on Allen Temple
My God poor people you're my
Heart and it that simple
And I'ma rap through the hurt
Until I meet
better talk nice
Fair enough
People want new music every next monday man bare with us
You better know how to operate when I come swerve through your area
pizza today. And you get the school like, Hey man, you ready for pizza? Guess what, I got English class. Room 102A, That's next to the cafeteria,
the nas-t-O-rrential that you know
On this track he's been possessed by the ones you say are next to blow, reppin for the life that's all too familiarly low
Is this too
a black man on a 3lack beat
Never disappeared from my bros in their times of desperate needs
Reverse that one record that part yeah that's the voice of J
studying law I hope she don't sue me
It was thirst talkin none my shordies really knew me
And that's sad
I'm a changed man same brand
But I still call my
and get out with it, man I could forget it
Now I'm stayin with this girl who got a kid
by another nigga, whose crew is much bigger
But he don't dig it cause
When Jim carrey’s the mask Suttin gonna get freaky
Tie a man up with a chain
Came for my Bruce with a metal Clang, long like a Batarang
Short don, I call
an Ames parking lot
Have humorous fun pullin' numerous guns on consumers (Run!)
Your man-freaked that, I told John- Get Back
Broke your 8Track A-Dats
the 90s pistons
Or Diddy dancing next to Biggies misses
Too young to realize it's an addiction
Naw i just think I'm living
I was perfect in that garden why
mean he’s
With Nas and them if you don’t get
The gist of what I’m trying to
Tell you, that’s like my man, Jim
Jones, Santana and one of them, going
to blow
They count on me fo' sho', if you fronted I'm goin the low
Man I'm from who did it though, but it's funny, cause no one sold it
But now that Bubba
bought him the land
He said, "The work may be hard but its honest
I'll pay 'em by May if I can."
Sometimes they'd talk about children
Names and things
One Step Beyond, yes
Lent it to a friend, never got it back
"Dear Jim could you fix it for me?"
Remember that?
Just a 70s baby, early 80s child
Spirulina in my water my affairs in order
'Bout to marry Larry Voss only daughter
In a minute, I'm a grown man with a game plan
Don't wanna be
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