Lyrics:
the music in they ears, they would have lost it
The seventh album by a musician they both revered
First time this planet heard it, let's call it a world
You got to give the people, now
Give the people what they want
Well, well, well, well
No, don't know you
You got to give the people
Give the people
Just kick a little something for them cars that be bumpin'
Yeah alright, but we need a beat that they can front to
Oh, that'll work
Be funky
You
party people, are you with me? What's the deal?
If you real, grab your chair up by the wheel
If you wanna feel just like the Man of Steel
Windmillin'
please be careful, uh
I gave up on the Bible long time ago
I hope it ain't give up on me, I don't know
I came up in the town, they were murderin' kids
want him to hear me out
Think about the past and all the many things we talked about
Think about all the people influenced by what comes out our mouth
and music and the song is you
[Chorus]
People wonder just what has happened to me
They say I'm not at all the way I used to be
They don't realize I've
no victory just defeat
Oh Cara
Queen of the losers, ruler of the weak
Give the poet what he chooses till he's too dumb to speak
One by one
sittin' in the middle
Me and my son, Wheezy, got a house by the water
I'll be fuckin' bad bitches (bad bitches, bad bitches)
I be hittin' they daughters
As time goes by
And when two lovers woo
They still say, "I love you"
On that you can rely
No matter what the future brings
As time goes by
Moonlight
to people, battling they want to steal I
Pick my armor up and put my spears down
She's my number one, the only one I wanna stay by her side
So I need
weakly
Instead we buy the ps3's psp's 360's while
People out their struggling to eat
Yo, in order to change the world
We need to change ourselves
Have you
A flake of snow within a storm
A new way waiting to be born
In a world with need for change
A touch of love in fear of hate
A rushing wind that's
And I'm fucking niggas hoes cause they easy
I'm in here fucking niggas wives, balls breezy
She gotta fuck me like she love me, like she need me
I got my
(now let the choir sing)
I wanna go home with you
Aha ha, and we get back at 'em
Aye yo
They call me Kardi, Mr. Gasoline
World turn to (fire)
trump is the sequel so
Shit, I'll say what Kanye won't
Wake the fuck up and give the people what they want
Man it's all love but the youth is confused
to sink your faith
The people that you fall in love with
Are never what they say
I know you look at me, lobster in a pot
Songbird in a gilded
are crying while mothers are trying
To photograph Santa and sleigh
The shopping and buying and standing forever in line
What can I say?
I need
their lifestyle.
That is what an unbelieving world simply finds unbelievable.
What if I stumble?
What if I fall?
Is this one for the people?
Is
Say what's up to the broke nigga at the rich party
Who the fuck let this nigga in?
Do I look like I give a fuck? Sorry
Looking at these hoes and they
mama too
'Cause we're about to throw down
And you'll know just what to do
Wave your hands in the air like you don't care
Glide by the people as they
changed and
People say they treat you so good
But then they smile in your face and
They talk behind your back
They're not like the friends of old
But
(Yep; Ho!; Were Makin History Right Now Man)
You Can't Just Love Me Like They Do
(Yea; And You A Legend For Real, Ima Give You That Man)
I Need Someone
Uh, uh
Let's take it back to basics
When shit gets worse, we converse
How we need a new balance
Before the lines get crossed like Asics
Just
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