Lyrics:
teachers (ya heard!), Mr. K
All of the artists my fellow artist in the game that hold me down and help me out
Talib Kweli, (Mike Sanders), The Roots shout
of funny to me
They know they was f***in" with me but they dumb to see
Open up fire watchin' me spy when my shells split em
Plus all them tricks
for forty acres and a mule
Anybody interrupt freedom, kill 'em
Word to Robert F. Williams, feel 'em
Devil got me sick to my stomach, boo
Word
bring him to jail for life
And then you move in with a sex offender
Ha ha, hey give me a paper,
Ha ha is that a misunderstanding because I didn't
bring him to jail for life
And then you move in with a sex offender
Ha ha, hey give me a paper,
Ha ha is that a misunderstanding because I didn't
to fall over and that was it! Goodbye, no
f'king Icky to help me out with the wings....c'mon dad, watch this!
Anyway, that leads me on to I've Got The Fire,
did shake
And on my grave the words will say
"I believed you, William Blake"
We scraped by in the shadows
Sown with pity and with scorn
The great
If you see me with my dragons lookin' fly in the field
Know Khaleesi couldn't fathom all the fire I spill, nah
You old washed niggas should retire,
pride in they sinnin'
These two made the reason how I make a difference
Let's start with the female scientist that's in my favor
We gone refer to her
William Zanzinger killed poor Hattie Carroll
With a cane that he twirled around his diamond ring finger
At a Baltimore hotel society gathering
[Layzie Bone]
Now I sound so raw, cos I'm down by law,
Trying to play me cos I'm rapping I will break yo jaw,
Catch a nigga in these streets
William Zanzinger killed poor Hattie Carroll
With a cane that he twirled around his diamond ring finger
At a Baltimore hotel society gath'rin'
lover yeah , shes just a stupid bitch....
F B Bb F B F B Bb F B
She called me up at 4 am to leave me in a ditch.....
F
.O., bitch, get out of my U.F.O.
U.F.O., in the Third Coast
Servin' hand to hand, gotta flip this elbow
Shawty wanna cuff me, you ain't really special
I'd done
****n' freedom begins
I learnt all I could from that Popcorn Sutton
And I ain't seen a f****n' lawman in years
Guess that its true they got too many fears
Of me
William Zanzinger killed poor Hattie Carroll
With a cane that he twirled around his diamond ring finger
At a Baltimore hotel society gathering
Shit wasn't goin' as planned
I put that shit in the van
She gotta move with her friend
Heard she went back to her man
Give a fuck, ayy
I just put
choose me
Gotta keep amens
There ain't no controlling me
Gotta f*** on your friends
That's the demons up inside of me
Can not confined in me
These b***es
partially with em
It's was instilled in me to do what I can while it's sitting... If I can't it ain't no man in the land .. they need Williams...
cll our
cbm7 C#7
When I meet her by surprise
F#m7 B7
When she's coming towards me
cbm7 cbm7(G)
When I fall into her
to G-Shock, these the jailhouse Rolex
Be cautious who you buy a phone from, they might work with SIS
Had me stuck in the SHU, four months straight with one
on over 'cause were having a party
We lighting up the sky with the burning star
Throw your hands in the air, if you know who you are
'Cause we jumpin'
Harry Truman was our president
A coke an burger cost you thirty cents
I was still in love with Mavis Brown
On the night Hank Williams came to town
me
I thought I told you crackers
You don't wanna fuck around with me
Osama bin Laden ay, bro, recognize me?
I look like the Durrky selling you
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