Lyrics:
this ain't some bullshit
People don't usually come back this way
From a place that was dark as I was in
Just to get to this place
Now let these words
of silent crying
So ashamed she feels like dying
Break these chains of pain
Don't take it any longer
Break these chains of hate
Little precious you are
of man
Who's profits rape the land
And the rains are pouring down
From the growers to the towns
And until we break the killing chains
There's
blood where the fields grow
I'm on my way home, but I'm not afraid
Bell, book and candle, murder and greed
These are the things that bring your love
the anvil
These are shoes that you can't fill
Shi,t the day that happens the world'll stop spinning
And Michael J. Fox'll come to a stand still (woo)
To combat the silence
Just to calm me down
But after not too long the alcohol just burns me out
There is something in the way
Clouding my judgment
And I
I need a man, who's up on his game
And can give me some affection, satisfy me many ways
Are you the one to do it for me playa?
(Are you the one
dick long (pause!)
Stank puss make my dick soft
Probably bumping R. Kelly sipping Cristal
So you know the whole world getting pissed on
I don't
so damn long that
This rap shit is stale make it happen
In these streets kids is clappin
Fuck this rappin
Seein cheese hustlin crackin
This formal
phone (hahaha)
Oh shit mother fucker god damn
Mah is you fuckin' or not, like Cam
I'm out Miami in the R A goin'? ham?
P my passenger
Remy be stuntin' in
me my dress, yes
I think I'm ready
Been locked up in the house way too long
It's time to get it
'Cause once again he's out doing wrong
And my
you by half of you try
The other half of you fry, too high to actually fly
One day yall have to decide, who you gon be
A scary nigga or a nigga thats
there so crack, bust guns at Bow Wow's age
Fightin' in jail, lookin' for heaven, livin' in hell
Fuckin 'em hos, born to cope since I was 12
Way too
on you
I been waiting here by this telephone
Calling you like a fool
Hoping that you would soon come home
It's way past midnight and I know you're
these places far behind
This time, I'm taking it away
I've got a problem
With me getting in the way
Not by design
So I take my face
And bash it
Mm yeah, mmm yeah
Relapse am I feeling a way
Two laps run these feelings away
This ain't nothin
Relax I been stuck in a daze
Too late but I'm still
the way
You do not understand me sir
The old man shook his head
He ain’t coming as a passenger
But by express instead
He’s coming home to mother
With
-15, work it like a street team with an A&R
Empty the magazine, all the pages fall
By the time I leave, you done read them all
P-E-R-C, yeah
Percocet got
It got too hot and so we overthrew the system
'Cause there's no place for human existence like right here
On this bright blue marble orbited by
without a doubt I'm comin' back and if you don't know
call me S. I. R. T. double O
I like to say these rhymes, I do it all the time
I make my own
half-life
And mostly I'll be ghost, and to talk about it have to rhyme into a flashlight
Now that's a long way from blackface track that they using for your
an illusion as the moments race by
Too fast to really grasp though we may try
Deny, till we die, ooh my my
These thoughts that mislead and then multiply
Second
Joni, am I right by you?
Tell me how you're gonna lose this hard luck?
Hey Joni, when will all these dreams come true?
You'd better find a way to climb
Joni, am I right by you?
Tell me how you're gonna lose this hard luck?
Hey Joni, when will all these dreams come true?
You'd better find a way to climb
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