Lyrics:
But look, man, like the feds buggin' my phone
Uh-huh, I get why you're tapped
But you gotta get your fire back
Catch fire, get upset and fire back
It's like a cold story repeated over and over
In the winters of my mind, yeah
This shit be real, man shit's crazy out here
Yo yo, yo what up y'all?
Listen up I got a story to tell
Ay fool, listen up I got a story to tell
Say dog, listen up I got a story to tell
Say man, listen up I got this
First it's my fam
Uh Uh
I gotta pass away
All of these bands
Why don't you
Jog with me
Don't live by the man
Yeah yeah
We make our own rules here
We
say - oh
Hope he feel as strong as my pohah do
With you by my side its like I'm drunk off booze
If you be my man only my man I wouldn't mind
Welcome back my buried brother
Shake hard and take the upper hand
And may never be forgotten
Who here is the better man
But there's no
mighty grateful fellas
Well I didn't have a key and I didn't have a file
Naturally I stayed around until my trial
Judge was an old man, Ninety-three
And I
on the streets with my peeps so deep
We threw a block party for my man goin' up creek
To do his two-to-four, niggas show love from all around the board
Peace,
the spot (See it), and fly by them in a drop (Skrrt !)
Trying to move my fam to estates (Move), put names on license plates (They name)
No more putting our
Yeah, yeah
(Beats by Choc)
Okay, drug pack lookin' like Hunter S. Thompson
Rap good as that kid outta Compton
And the money comin' in, that's
I'm loving the fact you don't fuck with me
Most of y'all no be my cup of tea
I'm out in the field with my money tree
No man fit try to get tough with
My name, it probably ring like Las Vegas slot machines (talk to 'em)
The MAC by my pelvis in my Helmut Lang (uh-huh)
The shells'll bang, make
Same color Neptune
Man I'm pissing and shitting on competition
Fuck a restroom
Man I'm trying to make my next move my best move
Watch I blow up in this
needs splinters all up in day-tripper visuals
Take it easy man, fuck it I'll take it any way I can
My palms are generous
When I witness fury scurry past
still catch me hangin' out
In the muthafuckin' club
One love (One love, nigga!), sippin' Moet
Holla'in at cha bitch (Beeyatch!)
All by my lonely,
scars on my back
That to turn me in the man that I should
Be by myself and live in my head, close off the world and stay in my shed
Watching the rain
I'm not bragging
I'm crying, Man
You and I
Both alike
We requiring
A peace of mind
Keep a piece on my side
Never know when to fire it
Ignite
I'm not bragging
I'm crying, Man
You and I
Both alike
We requiring
A peace of mind
Keep a piece on my side
Never know when to fire it
Ignite
I want to find
Something buried in my heart
I kept in hidden
from the world
When I fall into despair
Like a deer in a hunter's trap
When I
Well early one evenin' I was rolling around
I was feelin' kinda mean I shot a deputy down,
Strolled along home and I went to bed
Well I laid my
the village with the hunters and the gatherers
They'll be another burning tonight, should I avert my eyes
As the holy man screams up toward the skies
Now I'm
I bought a car and I left my home
Obsessed with the lust to kill
The road ahead is a jungle
I am a hunter and I’m armed to the teeth
By the road
alright,
man, y'know what'm sayin?)
[Talib Kweli]
The beats is always love, y'know what'm sayin?
niggaz always show love with the beats.
(My little yellow
Return from mega-death, I'll tell you what's left
Dilemma, Earth tremor, up by man
With the Grand Canyon rap, you dynamic wingspan
The Power from
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