Lyrics:
obiaaa
Adea 3ti me mu no so, man I've been hunting
Obra y3 )k) ma life you know what I've been fighting for
Where did the hair go ? It's with Delilah,Terry
on judgement day
To have it all your way
And I know, I know, I know it won't bring back your baby
Sebrina and keep your head up lady
Brother Tracy be strong
For
By the every expression
Its a blessing
When you know your walking in your path
And your living in your Godly impression
It's a blessings I don't really
It's me, that nigga Dub C on the TV
Now I know I'm buzzed
cause I'm on the TV but the TV's unplugged
Damn, this shit is like the Twilight Zone
*sings
There's a place I know where the train goes slow
Where the sinner can be washed in the blood of the lamb
There's a river by the trestle down by
There's a place I know where the train goes slow
Where the sinner can be washed in the blood of the lamb
There's a river by the trestle down by
traps
Hear the hand claps uh
Where the party at?
Do the damn thing
Getcha gravy on
Cause I be gettin' it down
And your crazy on
Go
beating
There won't be a day that goes by where I will not be grieving
David, how could you leave them
And before I could feel any anger
It was my turn
with me
All my fans, all my beautiful fans
Anyone who's ever gave me a listen, all my people
I come from a generation of pain, where murder is minor
Should've never got involved
I am Aq, you're inferior to me by far
That is fact, whether or not I rap
I'm still pushing you back - back up!
I don't give
with
Huh, he is by his self, yeah
Huh, where the fuck is your help at?
Huh, I'll pull up with a KelTec
Get 'em gone on your own, niggas Martin
shit ain't free you know we taxing
Hall of fame living ask them people where my jacket
Chasing for that sack me and my niggas we attacking
I'm courtside
detected
At the time so much on my mind
Just pray that my son is well protected
So drive to the Hospital Dr like just what I suspected
That baby boy bout
New year new vibes they been talking that shit
They claim they gone be on
Well I'm waiting on it
I been stamped on my skin
Telling you where I been
where the weed at
Hopped up in the Delta, saw Tracy and Lisa
Popped they ass one by one while I was puffin Reefa
Now I'm lookin for that bitch Yvonne
Straight up to my face like she ain't even trying
And I don't know what it is
But I keep her by my side
Coz a shawty feel good when together in the night
Got
racism
Now I couldn't understand cause my familly was multicultural ivorian congolese Lebanese every type of creed that there is
Now picture me 11 years
is
You don't know my fucking name how I handle a bizz
Cause I got fame and then I go with a fucking flame
I'm fucking burning out burning out like I
too basic
Me and Wavy like Freddy and Jason
Nightmares on the pink streets, they never could phase me
Cracking like Jeter, then slide where home base is
Found myself askin' God what the fuck is my purpose
You go to heaven, know I'm foul but put a good word in
Homey, if I go to Hell and you make it
oh lord I'm just losing all control
Cause you take me there
A place I've never seen
And I don't know where
But it's something from our dreams
Luxury
Studio time is like every night and by studio I mean we saucin'
I never ask what the cost is, not a surprise that I'm bossin'
Not a surprise I don't never
drank my first beer
It's where I found Jesus
Where I wrecked my first car
I tore it all to pieces
I learned the path to heaven
Is full of sinners
black in this white man's world - and all I heard was
Who, knows what tomorrow brings
In this world, where everyone's blind
And where to go, no
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