Lyrics:
the pulpit
Stressin' to help me, seemed like I was born by mistake
While the races dominate, got me victim to the Legislate'
I'm playin' for kicks, hustle
every day
I was taught every dog got his day
When them bullets go to spark
And the dog gotta lay
Better hope to God he don't jump with the K
Mr deLeon by
be
Saturdays for you to see
What yo life can truly be
Son, sun is on thick, thick
One thought coming up quick, quick
Wishing that the days would come
on a bad day
Your favorite rapper never had lle'
Let alone traffic state to state
I Sat in that kitchen and scraped the plate
Cooked dope while auntie sang
Pray for justice
May your soul rest in peace
With all this racist tension
Systemic injustice in the
United states
It started back in days in
and be amazed,
How your boy could chase all the rainy days away.
Bring the sunshine and joy every day
Yeah, that's your boy, yeah, that's the Bear!
to cook on this hectic day
Come on,come on,come on
Get a bucket of chicken
Finger lickin' good
Have a barrel of fun
Goodbye ho-hum
Say hello to your
waiting for the sunshine
I live for the day when things are alright
Problems on the low cause I keep them all tight
Step-by-step i know we all have it tough
drafted into The United States Military
The Unites States wants me for what? Hahahaha
Excuse me sir
Bushwick?
Hahaha, yeah yeah yeah, hey what's
you that you have been drafted
into
the United States military]
The United States wants me for what? Hahahaha
[Excuse me sir]
Hahaha
the golden sun
Oh, when that sunshine state
More like a state of mind
Lets go, another 100 miles
Just watching those signs keep on flashing by
Back country
of sobriety"
Billy then wrote a letter saying
"Mama get me out of here!
Time rolls by so slow
Each day seems like a year"
But his mama never got the letter
We are the sunshine, we are the light
Elevate your mind
We are the sunshine, we are the light
It's our time to rise
We are the sunshine, we are
the answer
To the United States economy and a cure for cancer?"
I said, what are you doin in the White House if you're not sellin cocaine?
Ask your wife,
in the golden state
And you know it just don't stop
(2Pac: As we slide a sunny glock till clock)
It's just another sunny day and we looking to parlay
lived under the system, you now know as Jim crow
Where oppressive Black Codes and state laws created by those brutes
Trapped us in the burning hell
[Chorus]
So much drama in northern California
'Cause killa kali is the state for the drive-by*
Such a scandalous day but I love the place
That's why I
(Hold on, hold on)
Ayo, yo, yo kid (what's up?)
What up? (What's up, baby?)
Ayo, yo, I just seen this kid over there
Over there, right over there by
(Hold on, hold on)
Ayo, yo, yo kid (what's up?)
What up? (What's up, baby?)
Ayo, yo, I just seen this kid over there
Over there, right over there by
I went up to Nashville
To the nearest White Castle
A stark contrast to the sunshine by the sea
I was over stimulated
By the substances in my
generational, my plight feel so insatiable
Fight or flight sensations activated by debatable adversaries
I was scary, now I let it rock, never roll
Keep it ten
Let the rain fall , sunshine
Night turn to day
All seasons know I'm here
Know I'm here to stay
You get me like I get you
No need to explain
How
In My Kitchen 2, Interlude, The State
Written by: Tim Lynch
In My Kitchen 2
I'm just making shit up
In my kitchen
I'm just making shit up
In my
directions
I got em
We all gotta go there
You'll know when you're
Next in line
The only way out is through it
It's by design
Welcome to Rock Bottom
Some days
I
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