Lyrics:
and patience fast and slow
The works it makes are easily broken
Once they survive the potter's throw
Take a little clay
Put it on a wheel
Get a little hint
How
door
A-calling May Margaret's name?
It's only your first love, little William
This night come to her home
Open your gates this night
Open and let
like a backspin
Yeah, like a backspin
We got the jazz, my man
Yo, who's got skills like Rahsaan Roland Kirk
Or conduct like William Fisher, go to work
Duffy Jr
Corey Johns
Darrien Hunt
William Green
Patterson Brown
Anthony Ashford
Tory Hodge
India Kager
Rayshawn Brooks
Its been over 400 years we cried
time to create 'cause there's money to make
To be a billionaire takes hard work for years
Some nights I shed a tear while I said a prayer
Been through
time to create 'cause there's money to make
To be a billionaire takes hard work for years
Some nights I shed a tear while I said a prayer
Been through
[2Pac/Makaveli Speaking]
Yo 'Law!
Is it cool if a nigga just get fucked up for this one?
(Sample from "Survival of the Fittest" by Mobb Deep)
I'm
I'm excited about this one
Excited about this one
Hold on, turn that bitch up a little bit
Hopefully, y'all can barely hear
Excited about this one
up like it sit on stilettos
Can't you see the glit' on the
Pebbles that sit on the bezel
None of you little scraps couldn't
Get on my level take more
By some little word of anger
That never should have been said
I'd like to tell you a story
Of a family I once knew.
We'll call them Mary
By some little word of anger
That never should have been said
I'd like to tell you a story
Of a family I once knew.
We'll call them Mary
pills by it.
And went back 'n forth from
Work by it.
And paid their rent by it,
And before long they were even
Having
Birthday parties in the office
By
listen to my parents' rock and roll bands
cnd some Ralph Williams and some Elgar performed by the ERC
I want to have a blue barbeque,
Have my friends
I once knew a nigga whose real name was William
His primary concern, was making a million
Being the illest hustler, that the world ever seen
He
daughter I love you.
We're holding on barely so by the pain we know
My faith is lost my soul is sore and I wish to live no more.
My love and light keep
going places they daily eat ..
Taking in little by little I had to watch my means .. babies breaths had blessed him... forever .. in the land
going places they daily eat ..
Taking in little by little I had to watch my means .. babies breaths had blessed him... forever .. in the land
to give your life away while you're earnin' a livin'
These thoughts had stopped me from rejoinin' the work force
But now the situation I'm in, just seems
are
searching the square roughly turning over baskets and shaking down PASSERS-BY.
BRIAN appears near a rather dull little PROPHET, who is standing
normal off of drugs
I just don't get it
And then I saw John Cale
he's been looking really great
He's been coming by the office to exercise with me
normal off of drugs
I just don't get it
And then I saw John Cale
he's been looking really great
He's been coming by the office to exercise with me
who is this at my bower door
Calling May Margaret's name?"
"It's only your first love, little William
This night come to your home"
"Open your castle
The revolution's happening in New York
New York
Angelica
Work!
It's bad enough daddy wants to go to war
People shouting in the square
It's bad enough there'll be
She call me a local nigga, I opened a Swiss account
Eisenhower status Etta James on the dash
John Coltrane cruising in the Cadillac
Seville, feel my
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