Lyrics:
have been mistreated in some form or another
But I don't agree with him, I don't follow Muhammad
I don't think anyone should follow one man
I think
is provided through sparks of energy
From the mind that travels in rhyme form
Giving sight to the blind
The dumb are mostly intrigued by the drum
the curse words
'Cause they're worse when they're reversed, motherfu-
(Your mother) (your parents)
And these kids are like parrots
They run around
proud
You can't sing a song with no melody
You can't say we're one without unity
You can't form a line if you're too scared to stand alone
You can't
Yea, but I'm the furthest thing from calm
Dedicated to my mom, and I swear my word is bond
Everything will be okay and it won't even take that long
can't even spin back the curse words
'Cause they're worse when they're reversed, motherfucker
(Rape your mother) (Kill your parents)
And these kids are
Aaah, and if you say the word, I could stay with you
I could be handy, mending a fuse, when your lights have gone
You can knit a sweater by
to spend
If I just had a little bit of time to spare
I could form a society for the protection of the poor unhappy millionaires
(Money is a problem is
bangin' out
Jeeps rockin' beats in the streets when there's time for hangin' out
Gather, or rather form a circle around a loud
'cause brothers or others
here, to enough is enough
Down to, "Aight I think it's safe to take off the cuffs"
I play wit words, blurs and slurs, flip styles
Take his and hers,
knocked
All I ask when I die, dress me fly and neatly
And brush my waves so I'm handsome when the bitches greet me
Word from the wise, niggas jerk
Midsummer lifeline in stone crimson love
Slo-mo explosion come down form the above
Tune out the noise of the tumbling world
If you can hear me its' all in
down, created in the form of a rap
I'm young, livin' in the city of jackers and gangbangin'
And dope dealin', cold feelin' to be a product of niggas
the streets when there's time for hangin' out
Gather, or rather form a circle around a loud
'Cause brothers or others could never ever rock a crowd
Is it
was peddling 'caine
In the, form of crack, she said that was a no-no
Cause it's a poor man's girl, and I will never give love
To how fast heroine,
I feel the cold wind blowin' all over me
I see the dark clouds startin' to form
The trees are bare; the grass is brown
Another early winter Michigan
As an adolescent, one black child, I had a message
To reach teachin' the masses, I wrote my first passage
It was jotted down, created in the form of a rap
I'm young,
void of form
"Come in," she said, "I'll give you shelter from the storm"
Not a word was spoke between us, there was no risk involved
Everything up
just don't belong
In a three minute positive
Not too country up-tempo love song
You won't hear four-letter words
Just me tellin' her
That she's
the forms at
Tell your girl adapts 'cause the rhyme contact
And she easily attracted to it just like that
It's like this cause the way we captivatin'
We
Back in the form of mist
You wishin' you did the Knowledge before speakin'
Seekin', where you went wrong
And why would I bring you such physical harm?
is provided through sparks of energy
From the mind that travels in rhyme form
Giving sight to the blind
The dumb are mostly intrigued by the drum
And the pain falls like a curtain
On the things I once called certain
And I have to say the words I fear the most
I just don't know
I used to always try and burn you CDs of my new shit
You be like, "Who's this?" I be like, "Me, girl"
You be like, "Oh word, true shit"
Then ask if
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