Lyrics:
A nation in silence too frightened to run
The secret police got you under the gun
At the hint of dissension there's a mark by your name
Now you're
look much different now
On this side of goodbye
Can't you find it in your heart some how
To give our love another try
I thought I knew just what I
paid by the boat load
Don't go chasing the wave I'm a row boat
Blow smoke right through the face of the ozone
Oh no
I got the bag, I'm back to just
An uncontrolled beating, her young heart just wouldn't be still;
She got a hotel, a room at the Lily Belle
Quickly she changed to a form-fitting black satin dress
impossible to find love these days
I spend 'em sitting around the house
Just feeling sorry for myself
Maybe I should get over you)
Back before love got
a few breakdowns
Feeling kind of bad
Til they paid me a half a mil
Just to talk about rehab
A little complicated
Yes I'm medicated
Heavily
and yourself, paid tips with hot lips but that's wealth, Seen players
become greedy, needy turned seedy, been betrayed by the best,
when they say that they need
the restaurant the waiter be
Looking at me crazy like he's paid to be afraid of me
Says he's heard my name and don't wanna make a plate for me
I'm looking at him
with me
Came from the east
Brought you tales from the beach
Pounds for the cheap
Got my town by the leash
Stayed out of reach 'cause they
Aim for
much we smokin'
Shit I just might not let her stay
Don't push me, I escalate
I got two phones like Kevin Gates
I got bitches that handle bitches for me
where I been so long
I was on that loving tip
But I got played out by my man Dawan
Now I really don't need a man
I'm a lot better off girl, on my own
destroy us
We're the world with no freedom, just the cash that they stack
So we're Never A Hero and we're taking it back
Take my wings please let me
your hands if your hands if you really must (Cause we demand it)
Just get up stand up don't fuss (You know why)
Tell em why (It's a nic
E day to be
down in the streets, getting paid
I'm still gon work the block, and make it bleed all day
I'm still gon hit the studio, and spit these flames
Look I
down in the streets, getting paid
I'm still gon work the block, and make it bleed all day
I'm still gon hit the studio, and spit these flames
Look I
un-hate-able
I do it for the love of it, thats why they dub my shit
I can just imaging what tha first went through and shit
I just call it as I see things by
Oooh-ooh-ooh-oh-ooh-oh
Champaign showers in paradise
Gives me life for the sacrifice
I got 3 bad bitches by my side tonight
Taking flight while they blow my mind
You know
the baddest souls like some old sneakers
Best believe it's a lie when I smile
And say I am doing dine
I am afraid to get paid and be killed by one of mine
at the stash by the customs check
I thought Yasser paid ‘em off but I'm a nervous wreck
I take a valium or two and we relax, sail back
Juggle tourism and rap
But they was Gangsta one day
You can end up a day in broad day
You know my squad don't play
Niggas bred by snitches
Acting just like bitches
Couple
relay you the facts
The foreign policy just delayed the collapse
The US policy motivated by Fed
To justify the suppression
Of independent care
through it somehow
I know how you feel believe me
You got to make a point to just stand your ground
The time is now without a doubt
We'll get through it
your pants
Damn, you're doing just exactly what he planned
And then you wake up by yourself in the house, and everyone's sleeping
Your friends gone,
let da gucci loafers an da polo sweater make ya think I'm boogiey 'cause you kno better
(chourus)
I'm southern by blood not realtion you got a problem
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