Lyrics:
if you wanna call me bad, then what are you
Yes i've fuvked up but i'm sure that you've fuvked up too
Don't be quick to judge people cus of what they
Friends are lessons that's need to be learnt
No hard feelings when you monkey me
I know if I have the chance I will monkey you
We do what we gatta do
of anything everything I have is a
Gift from God and even the
Shitty fucked up things
That happened to me, that still happen to me
Are also gifts to teach me
Through a b**** is how I met that n**** with a baby 'fro
Mariner's Village has in it bassas who look for blow
I was by the mailboxes when asked where
lead to tab's
Or robbin' they rab's for blow
I dropped out and learnt my math's got to get
The gat to mash and get that cash
From rap book to stash
For
All of my life I've been chasing the beauty of music
Not only to use it in what I create, but discourse with the friends that I've made
Talking for
words escape
From the mouths of people born and living in this age
Where we can speak our language and not get taxed or beaten
Do you know what has
Are you getting it yet
Let me ask you a question
What is it that is your bear
Could be the death of a loved one
A lost relationship shared
A friend you
I lived for these moments with you
Inside, Harley sit's in front of
The Joker in a
Straitjacket as she takes something
From her purse what do you got?
ripped these soldiers are brave
And pray to God that I would not become a victim of this crime wave
"It's like a jungle sometimes, it makes me wonder
gear (Run that)
Get left for a wrong stare
Friend's a dub when intentions ain't clear (Been a dub)
Death is a caveat of economy
D.A. prosecutes Lil' Bro
Yeah, that double barrel need a couple beams
They wanna chip a mind trip and, baby, up my streams
That's how I'm swimmin', hear the hissin' from
to write bro you seen what I drew
Have a piece of the pie in exchange for the view
You know niggas ain't shit man I thought that you knew
Niggas ain't
Not me
Walk everyday through crowds of people not one man knows who i am,
Not one man i can call my friend,
Man, you don’t know what i do for a living,
You
we are not a couple baby, you know that we through, yeah we through!
We are not a couple, but my heart it yearns for you
Why you act so subtle? What
like that Disney mouse
Never thought that making music was my way out
Give it a year and we gon see how all this play out
What would I do without you?
(He's only seventeen years old, make some noise for Dizzee Rascal)
What you know about that? (What you know about that?)
On Sight, what you know
from a baseball
We laughed and cried, told stories all night long
From the book of John
Now the pot of coffee's almost gone, as we turn another page
like Samsara / Hell for you every day
The soul needs it - and that's the message I spoke
It is echoed by the Masters from all around the globe
Different
Cash money nigga I'm that shit
Weezy Baby, ugh
That's what I'm talking about
Now Fab, spit at these niggaz and let them know why they ain't fuckin'
you can see
Yes, I've been blinded totally
Oh please, don't pass me by
Well, I sing this for the Jews and the
Gypsies and the smoke that they made
on the breeze
That flow around me just like the elevated leaves
'I know what you are searching for and you do too
It's at the center of your being it's what makes
thought at night that comforts me is starving whoever's hunting me
Shit, lucky me, to be rich in a world where nothing's free
And separated from hell by
[Mad Lion:]
Oh someone go on like them ya born to find if I bought them
Born for prime star
They are my friend, or they are my enemy
So you call
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