Lyrics:
Why don't you catch my pony, now saddle up my black mare?
...my pony, saddle up, up my black mare?
You know, I'm gonna find my baby, well, in
wrong but we were born right
And to the niggas in my zone we do it long ways
Till these bitches understand nigga my song pay; cause I'm the man
Now
my black ass
You pop em for fast cash so we dies over dollars
Get wise hold the knowledge, we rides know the choices
The key to the future, the devil
Pusha know these politics is paradox
Chillin' in a condo full of ready rock
My homie amputated but gon' stand for somethin'
I'm dyin' to find a way
Thumbin' through the good book thinkin' of a prayer
I rock my way to heaven in that easy rockin' chair
Rockin' free and easy times are passin' by
sight tonight's the night to get hyped
And fight for what's wrong, fuck what's right!
And by the way, my name is Dre
So listen up motherfucker to what I
And another dance will start
And I'll finally get the point
Like an arrow to my heart
[Chorus]
Look back where's the sea
Who brought this mystery?
Swing by my way
And, baby oh wee
Watch yourself you might be comin' home with me
Grab your purse and baby let me grab my keys
Let's get up out this
Sittin' in my F-350
I know where to park, way out in the dark
Where the stars shine down so pretty
Got the keys to the gate to the Johnson's Lake
Big wind big wind's comin'
From daylight till dusk we've been a workin' in the dust
Pickin' cotton workin' side by side
Oh I can't forget I still
dimes, wastin' my time
Talkin' till I'm black and blue
Uh, can't you see
I want to get next to you
Dreams of you and I go sailing by
Whenever your eyes
I don't need no shooter, nigga
(ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha)
One gunman
(a ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha)
I just dress in all black with my
of the beast
Can you please pray for me?
Get God on the phone
Said it won't be long
I see jiggaboos, I see Styrofoams
My hood going brazy
Where did we go
make me feel
I'm just trying to get mine, I don't have the time
To knock the hustle for real
Yo, y'all niggas lunching, punching the clock
My
Seems I got to have a change of scenes
Everynight I have the strangest dreams
Imprisoned by the way it could have been
Left he are on my own or so
two for fives, niggas got garbage down the way, word up
Know what I'm sayin'? (Cash rules everything around me)
(C.R.E.A.M. get-)
Yeah, check this
rail away out there alone
But my heart would sigh till I know that I am leavin'
If I don't come back on a oneway track way down in Mexico
You can
When I was a boy I had a lot of fun
I lived by the sea, I was a fisherman's son
My mother she was a fisherman's wife
She was scrubbing floors most
else to say it
I don't want to see my parents go
One generation's length away
From fighting life out on my own
Stop this train
I want to get off
freak friends from the east end she bad as hell
Half black and Indonesian the one that tought you treason
Cupid shoot me on my heart but damn why'd
?
puff puff dib I need to live please pass that
as we zone shoot a jewel in baby girl dome
It's a crazy world let me drop you home let's go
by the way
you want to be
You don't get a say
The majority gets its way
You're outnumbered by the bastards
'Til the day you die
I hear your silent
Seems I've got to have a change of scene
Cause every night I have the strangest dreams
Imprisoned by the way it could have been
Left here on my
Well a great black river a man had found
So he put all his money in a hole in the ground
And sent a big steel arm drivin' down down down
Man now I
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