Lyrics:
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Against saying what we want to say the right way
Ya know what I'm saying, so what we're gonna do
Is kick back, swing a little funky beat by my
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Against saying what we want to say the right way
Y'know what I'm saying, so what we're gonna do
Is kick back, swing a little funky beat by my man
God hear my words and his people can feel them
Give back the real and take niggas with gimmicks
Head on a swivel
I know they don't like me
The way that
another, much less love eachother
The worlds confused by ignorance and lies
But that man's your brother regardless of skin color
So can't we put our
and leave 'em dead behind his bro
Bitch ass nigga
Scary ass nigga, wanna be a gravedigger
My brother Lil Top, our nuts way bigger
Straight out the gutter,
Never forgot where I came, and it's all 'cause I'm having my way
That right to, I'm having my way
By the bay, I move, penthouse by the lake
They cool my
It was the third of June, another sleepy, dusty Delta day
I was out choppin' cotton and my brother was balin' hay
And at dinner time we stopped
It was the third of June, another sleepy, dusty Delta day
I was out choppin' cotton and my brother was bailin' hay
And at dinner time we stopped
heart
Ashamed of playing the fool
One thing can lead to another; it doesn't take any sacrifice
Oh, father and mother,and sister and brother
if it
of heaven, sing over me
One to another
The feelings in between
I won't let go
Of all you taught me - alright
Close as a brother
The way we used to be
too many murders
Too many funerals and too many tears
Just seen another brother buried
Plus I knew him for years
Passed by his family, but what could I
From beyond of the village fields
Way over the hills yet unknown
Dwelled for thousands of shining moons
Where age after age has gone by
Nightmares
go through in life (Allahu akbar)
Allahu akbar
Fresh outta jail, no comin' short
I gotta earn another purple heart
Straight to the kitchen, down
money, got to get my dime
Sit down with her baby, wind is full of trash
She bold as the street light, dark and sweet as hash
Way down in the hollow,
of homies got rugged out
Damn shame all the brothers seem drugged out
One of seeds bust a bottle over the bizis head
Say it's yo fault that the otha bizis
leaves her light on
For me to find my way home
On my knees I'm defeated by them all
In a tunnel I'm so unconscious
Stumble in the darkness questioning
real)
(Ahh) You know we got them 30 poppers (for real for real, for real for real)
(Ahh) You know I would never leave my brothers (for real)
Only God
finding myself alone
I got demons, they like Mongols, the way they invade my home
And I target all their fallacies by writing all these songs
It's on point,
Ehh, ehh
E no end for there
I say e no end for there
Big waist fine face
Disrespect the men that comes your way
Another woman man turn your slave
his older brother
After we'd be ballin', hit his crib and start talking
Me and T were chillin at J's, more often
Hittin' dope
It's started, going by
Well, you've heard tell of my brother
But here is another
Great story that I would
Just like to share
I was born in a castle
Jutting out the Cornish
spots to boat docks by the Fontainebleau
Cuzzo ain't been home since 2002 his brother died and mother too
Light another j
When you know it's all wrong
Hit and miss
Don't fall for the ways that they
Want you to
Live it every everyday just how
You want to
Stop abiding by the rules put in
Front of you
another try, who? (Another try)
Doesn't feel like a king when he's with the gang, who? (King with the gang)
Doesn't sometimes feel like life's a game, who?
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