Lyrics:
[Esham]
I was an unplanned pregnant, brought forth by a mistake
Go on into a world, filled up wit lust a hate
Little do I know about life, but I'm
""Trying to hold on but you cannot Is it worth time or the pain? Black and blue your mind grows by the day Lies! My mind blows up from a fit of rage
black and blue eyes full tears
the burden that she carries much to old for her years
looking at her face would confirm your worst fears
but instead she
and good clean fun
That's my kind of country
Roots run deep as they come
In my kind of country
I'm from the old school
Live by the golden rule
Ain't
blacks out
Day by day pushin me away others them a turn
others stayed tried to relate
to make me see I was wrong no its too late
back biting,street
way
We'll live to see a better day
Keep your hands held high
As we enter the black hole
And it's suckin' us fuckin' dry
It's swallowin' all
Yo yo
What up
One luv
One thug
Know what y'all mutha fuckas need?
What we need nigga?
Know what America need?
What do America need?
A Outlaw
Verse One:
Boldly go only to sew the block up,lock shit down,
Mama told me you's the giant
Pump out the nose cold,crimewave,host em, baratone
to rise up,
No more walking blind with your eyes shut.
Find a message hidden in these chapters
Like Black Sabbath records played backwards!
(Chorus
The way they stitch him up, you would think Dapper Dan worked on him
Trouble kid, tried to set fire to my nursery
Gotta learn to live with regrets
Dappy turn my mike up
Today is the day that I'm gonna tell
Just a little 'bout myself
All of these haters they don't understand me
They can't touch
Conchobar would not dare,
So he did her away from his people.
"Deirdre will live and grow up fair,
Then marry me in my temple".
She was disgusted by
passports
"Have a nice flight sir"
This is our chance, he never took a second glance
Am I ready to advance, or live by in a trance
The past thirty years
you right.
Plans upon plans and things to do,
Didn't let me realize but you're the future I left in the past.
And I'm caught up now by what could have
your brain tapped by forty-four caliber gats
It ain't like that, cats gotta learn to relax
If I let the gun clap, you have no wish, you're on your ass
Nigga,
See what you done started now
You done fucked up now
Farther journey
You take the journey, of life
Gotta be ready to fight
You the realest
You
and ya might live when ya fuckin wit
a psycho
[Chorus: repeat 2X]
don't fuck with a crazy Motherfucker
don't fuck with a (a motherfucking Psycho)
don't
Way back, white black
How'd we get so sidetracked?
There's no slack
Lives crush, your sweet touch
Ignorant of so much
As hates clutch
Unfair,
a black sheep
you'll try to steal my show
you've tried to live in heaven
but all you got was hell
You've tried to find a stranger
just even by yourself
Way back, white black
How'd we get so sidetracked?
There's no slack
Lives crush, your sweet touch
Ignorant of so much
As hates clutch
Unfair,
just me
That's all I could give to you
Some people wait for forgiveness
Some people won't come to terms with this
Half-told jokes interrupted by
the greatest fan
When shoelaces were fat, and all the rapper's faces were black
And light-brown, a box with the right sound was all you needed
When it blast,
Then came question and it was about time
The answer came back and it was long
The house it was built by so men in rhyme
But whatever came of his
Skin dance back-a-the condo
Skin heads getting to school
Beating on Blacks with a baseball bat
Racism back in rule
White trash picking up Nazi
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