Lyrics:
When I'm five
I will wash my face and hands all by myself
When I'm five i will chew and spit tobacco
Like my grandfather Jones
'Cause I'm only four
Willie and Laura Mae Jones were our neighbors a long time back
They lived right down the road from us in a shack, just like our shack
The people
Willie and Laura Mae Jones were our neighbors a long time back
They lived right down the road from us in a shack, just like our shack
The people
Willie and Laura Mae Jones were our neighbors a long time back
They lived right down the road from us in a shack, just like our shack
The people
Willie and Laura Mae Jones were our neighbors a long time back
They lived right down the road from us in a shack, just like our shack
The people
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
many times as a kid I seen you handcuffed by the cops?
You taught us black music, Sam Cooke, The Drifters, The Four Tops
Taught me about boxing, Ray
Daddy i know you do bad things
Don't worry i still love you come on
Floyd leads his daughter to an
Alley back to the Cicada
And you caught him?
Not me i
Willie & Laura Mae Jones
Were our neighbors a long time back
They lived right down the road from us
In a shack just like our shack
The people
Yeah
I want all my niggas to come journey with me
My name is Nas, and the year is 1973
Beginning of me, therefore, I could see
Through my belly
Junie B. Jones
By the way, that book wasn't cool, it was just chrome
Class clown and my grades up top of the dome
Hold up, let's bring this back. Daddy
4 My Momma
By: AC Da’ Perfecto
Chorus/Hook:
This For My Momma;
Aye, fuck that though, I'm still shining
Out the barrel, ho, I'm still climbing, still slipping
Waitress hit me with the Mike Jones, I'm still tipping
[Shyheim:]
Yo, yo
I spark the mic like weed that's in a cipher
And I get girls open like a reggae song by Tiger
So check me out, as I flip this here track
right
By the haters, fronters
And the phonies
And if I only met you that does
Not mean that you know me
And just 'cause you took a picture with me
Doesn't
I'm getting put out of my house
I got to pack up, my refrigerator and couch
It's a set up, but the bank wants me out
Or the L.A.P.D. will smoke me
them cups raising up
Snizzow flizzake is off in my dollar
Gotta nose it up
I dial drink by the liters, I'm a drinker ho
Ya swore you doin' it like
Me
the crowd going everybody singin' (hey)
Me blowin' like its legal surrounded by all my people
But the best part of the club is
When ya move ya body
Let's put all our petty
Differences to the side, baby
We gon' be unstoppable together, dog
Stick together, we gon' be greater
Later, by Demun Jones
jones
By bitch a choosey lover, never fuck without a rubber
Never in the sheets, like it on top of the cover
Money on the dresser, drive a compressor
Top
out of there.
My daddy used to ride the rails
(So they say, so they say).
Soft as smoke and as tough as nails
(Boxcar Jones, old walking man).
(Uno, do it, uno, quatro)
When me change the channel with the pliers
Wet clothes on the porch, we ain't have a dryer
Spending food stamps wait
way from where we started out
I kept these same dudes by me never falling out
We on this climb we never falling down
The same city, same friends, dawg I
the see the importance of parents like I do
You see me shining today I wasn't born with a spoon
My daddy use to be a farmer always telling me that one day
.jpg/226px-Etta_Baker_(cropped).jpg "Etta Baker")
.jpg/192px-Etta_Cameron_(1970).jpg "Etta Cameron")
.jpg/300px-Etta_Moten_Barnett_(13270182663).jpg "Etta Moten")
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