Lyrics:
Before I'm judged by 12, put a 12 on my V
Told my niggas, "I need you"
Stay up I know these times ain't true
Real life, what's free
Since a lad, I
the tempo slow
Every town is just another beat,
Livin' in the rhythm of the road
The rhythm of the road's got a mind of its own
If you find it it'll
Time"
"Lee Harvey Oswald was shot."
"I have a dream that my four little children will one day live in a nation where they will not be judged by
We don't need ten thousand men
Just give me that three hundred
Jesus Christ He be the king
For him we gone be running
Running running
We don't need
another night on our descend
In the end you'll be abandoned by them all
So listen up
This is your downfall
This is a waste of time
You may not think you are
the deceiving life of this world
And so will they be pursued by a curse on the day of resurrection
How miserable is a curse in this world
Followed by another
to sign me
I sent an email to a record label
Hoping they’d reply
All I need is one chance and little recording time
But they don’t want to sign me
They
Just another day, grinding for the cash like there's no tomorrow
I climbed above my sorrow brackets for a clear follow
My heart was drowning in my
caught a bullet with another man's name on it
Now he can't do leg day or put strain on it
Every time you hear me freestyle, I put pain in it
I used
work till fuckin' three
I'm tryina chill and smoke this weed
Vibe a little, make a beat
That no one will ever hear
Or write another sixteen
That no one
and ain't never sold dope
My niggas doin' fed time and I'm just here to give 'em hope (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
I brung a hundred grams of tan, Gotti ain't think I
slow
It was just a bad dream just another bad dream
It was just a bad dream just another bad dream
I had a dream last night thought I lost my life
Had me
watchin' too much of Stephen done got to me
Verses too eas', I'm servin' up by the threes
I'm playin' pool and the pool just connects to the beach
I've
this foresight
Hard times come and go by, yeah
We all face low times
But everyday the sun shows
It don't change much but it do leave us
With another day
to make things better
Often words just end up making them worse
Crawl before you ball before you walk before you run away
Live to fight another day
Flight
of the mind the mind the mind...
He bowed three times Removed his fez
Pointed to heaven And Simon says
The mind the mind the mind Pick up the sign the mind
granades
You can't fade me, I'm down for mine
And the hate in the world, is the sign of the times
Let me lay it on the line
I'm just another kid with
loss of pride, and Twin lying in a grave
Through those Gillette times
Didn't quite make his close shave
Just another ghetto hero
Perished in
Rolling over in the morning light
Thinking of you laying by my side
Keep forgetting I'm away from home
In another hotel on my own
Curse
by
What's your name? (hey-ya) What's your sign? okay
I just want get high (yes I do)
Yeah with you, yeah with you
Yeah with you, yeah with you, okay
I
Bootleggin-whiskey-rapin-black-women-and-havin-a-fat-stack-of-loot
Undercover David Duke, isn't it true
The gangster movement started long before my time
Long before the hair rag, gangster sag
Finger signs and love
horizons
I had the same thought at the same time in the same place as yesterday
I know I've seen that sign before am I just going in circles
Wander lust
nervous, but I just, uh, I --
Dr. stewart: all right, and you were referred to me by anyone...?
Gary phelps: to be honest with you, I saw your name in
change mine
I be having a changed mind
Leo on my neck, I be rockin a chain sign
The world we living in, we alive at a strange time
My depression gone, now
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