Lyrics:
with that?"
I'm finna take you home, just sip a little Patron
Now we zonin', baby, you so fine
And can I hit it in the morning?
Can I hit it in
jump jacks
My big bro Frankie got a Porsche
My little brother Taco got a Beemer
If you see 'em around me, they eatin'
We all good, it's like FEMA
a man
And so are these other guys
I got three men with me
And they know where it's at
Got some young studs
And we're nothing but love
Everyday end
and scribbled notes about the war
We're only saying the time is short and there is work to do
And we're still marching in the streets with little victories
by little
We dance and jump
In a loving sun
So come together
Young and elders
The smiling faces
Are back in places
Yeah
Now you´re here
Oh sunny feel
it out
The paparazzi flashes, and that they think that it's you
But they don't know that who you are is not what you do
True, we get it twisted when
out in me
You can deal me in this time around
Even though the odds are high
We'll play them down
You may be a chance I need to take
And the hand
Wake up, say a little prayer
Out of bed to the bathroom where
I take a look at myself and I stop and stare
And I wonder who is this standing here
would Huck Finn do?
Hey, young lady did I just hear you call
Your brother a stupid little shit?
You know you're not allowed
To use those words
Now
will lope
If we fail to reach the Cow Ranch
Bessie Lee will know I tried."
Then at dusk a horse of brown
Wet with sweat came panting down
The little
Time flies by when the night is young
Daylight shines on an undisclosed location, location
Bloodshot eyes lookin' for the sun
Paradise delivered
get'em up in the air
You're too young to live like this
But you ain't too fast to die."
Just another foot-soldier in a stupid little war
Another
and dusty villages they sped along the little roads
The peasants smiled and shouted as they hurried by
Jesus called out to every one "Don't think that we
with pneumonia (he's got AIDS)
Good luck Mr. Shady
Hi there, little boys and girls (fuck you)
Today we're gonna to learn how to poison squirrels
you couldn't find a better thug
And, uh
You been peepin' me since I was younger
So young that you even called me your little brother
But I'm all
with pneumonia (he's got AIDS)
Good luck Mr. Shady
Hi there, little boys and girls (fuck you)
Today we're gonna to learn how to poison squirrels
and gettin' skeezed
Wish my homeboys could see me now
Little bad motherfucker runnin' wild through the town
Please tell me, R U Still Down?
R U still
There's a happy ever after land
Even in the heart of man
Where a prince or princess abide
But all we get are glimpses
Of the handsome prince or princess
cause I'm no lost cause
Little girl recognize Too $hort's the boss
When they turn 16, we all find out
What little girls like that are all about
So you
a little somethin' like this
Lodi Dodi, we likes to party
We don't cause trouble, we don't bother nobody
We're just some niggas who're on the mic
long but the years will fly right by
We'll never be as young as we are tonight
Baby, ain't that right? Yeah
'Cause I'm stuck on you, you're stuck
you couldn't find a better thug
And, uh
You been peepin' me since I was younger
So young that you even called me your little brother
But I'm all
on (come on)
I'm talking to you, come on the Working Hour
This is the working hour
We are paid by those who
Learn by our mistakes
This is the working hour
do crimes
We bake a little cake with Duncan Hines
And never wear the pants they call the Calvin Kleins
'Cause Calvin Klein's no friend of mine
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