Lyrics:
times did you wish I was your man?
How many scams?
How many grams?
How many bands?
Is there any brands left out here ran by some real niggas with some
was just dreamin'
Cruising down the street yelling "look ma
No hands" me and the neighborhood kids
Wearing off brand t-shirts and tennis shoes
Playing
You might wanna whip me, I don't
I ain't runnin' 'round with no hoes
I don't live my life by your code
I just work my hands to the bone
I don't grind it
hear-a
Murder, the end of another life
By a drunk in a car, or a gun fight
Now that's wrong but the bullshits right
And day by day, we losin more babies
should've been learned your lesson, damn
Damn
Nigga, what's the dealie
What we gettin' into?
Actin' like a bitch, split his wig in two
(Woah)
Whole city
a bounty
And I'll throw some off a stick, like a mofucking mounty
Fuckin' on your bitch, make a mess like Downy (yuh)
And I get back to my crib and she
Ooh Wup
Ooh Wup
Stand beside the mirror
Looking at her brand new face
She don't hear the phone call
Head is in another place
She thinks she
Ooh Wup
Ooh Wup
Stand beside the mirror
Looking at her brand new face
She don't hear the phone call
Head is in another place
She thinks she
I hope you're happy
Out in glitter gulch
With your brand new friends
Who will shake you off like a dog
When they're bored with you
I'm not
quitter, bob & weavin', karate stance on 'em
Dance on 'em, ran on 'em, and land on 'em
Put my brand on 'em, stand on 'em, because I can on 'em
[Chorus]
Welcome to Feltham's Young
Offenders Institution remember the rules
Give back your phone card by
The end of the call
Behave and you'll be out by December
You journeyed down to a
Southern town last summer
To show the folks a brand new way of life
But all you've shown the folks
Around there is trouble
a motive
At hand, you had my heart
The other wielded a brand to leave your mark
And bleed me down where I stand
It wasn't part of the plan and I'm still
and foot by fear
Tied to the stake of your own passivity
The bracken at your feet
You’re just waiting for the fire
The final burning of your soul
I stagger
the champagne, plan the campaign
Go fan the flame when your band's a brand name
Gotta fit into traffic, get in a demographic
If you're looking to have a hit you
A.D.I.D.A.S
Jackets, flippin' up small dean
Visualisin' portraits, fresh cuts
Brand new Porsche?s
Going wit hand-to-hand, servin' the Source
Yo, runnin'
a brand new pair of brogues
I rattled o'er the bogs
And frightened all the dogs
On the rocky road to Dublin
One, two, three, four five
Hunt the hare
the land! kiss yr flamethrower we're taking a stand! decoder rings out and undo the scam. accept this even if you don't understand; better value than
the nonsense, we outside and boy you never there
Got your bottom bitch coming to me, she must've took the stairs
I take the stand with the lord as my witness
I
i count them one by one
the saints go marching in
well, the future's gone
the past stumbles in
i feel
like a hole in the wall
i steal
my name from
starts then I'm startin' where I'm finished
I'm fed up, but I know I can never let up
Lemonade stand hustle leads to Coachella
Penny by penny, then we fuck
gone
I never thought I'd put these words in a brand new song
For the flesh of my flesh baby blood of my bone
But I once heard Pac say that life goes
So you're the one I'm choosing yea
You are such a cutie the way you move your body girl
You got me tempting cause you're grinding all up on me
Tonight
appalled
Labels have taken these kids by the balls
I pick up the call cause I'm numb to it all
Changing my brand man I'm giving my all
Never give a fuck if
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