Lyrics:
Nigga, you need to git up, git out and git something
Don't let the days of your life pass by
You need to git up, git out and git something
Don't
Nigga, you need to git up, git out and git something
Don't let the days of your life pass by
You need to git up, git out and git something
Don't
Sometimes I escape
My reality
Is it too damn late
To come savin me
Sometimes I escape
Just to find a way
Just to feel something
The pain all feels
[Ghostface Killah]
God's woman, what's going on?
I know things seem messed up sometime
You stressed out and you can't handle the situation
here tryin' to grind my hardest
Up early so to milk the cow
Keep my John Deere out here plowin' the fields
To keep my John Hancock's worth up in
[Ghostface Killah]
God's woman, what's going on?
I know things seem messed up sometime
You stressed out and you can't handle the situation
fickle
I'm tickled how sometimes labels trick you
I'm not the first artist that died that's still with you
The industry was ruined by humans and their
brought my buddy, Mr. John Michael Montgomery with me
He's gonna play a lil' guitar and sing a lil bit
I'm gonna do a lil sumthin' for y'all
Called 'Ride
ever make the news with Lester Holt kids
I guess that's show biz
And I'm town folk
At the end of a inhumane joke
I found a high place now where's my rope
"Can you get me breakfast?
Oh and John's here too, you remember John?
He's the one I was sleeping with while you were gone?
He's hungry too, so if you
me disabled
Niggas grimy, be connivin', do shit under the table
Just last night, John John got yoked by the raiders
Fuckin' 'round on the ugly, hit
Jimmy Kimmel: My guest tonight is a
21-time Grammy award winning performer
Who last month threatened his very existence
By threatening one
that fine with you G?
Chuckwick Bill is from another dimension
Unsatisfied nigga with barbaric intention
Sometimes I'm invisible, sometimes I'm seen
fantastic
My life is such a movie sometimes it can get dramatic
I still put faith in God, defy the odds by using tactics
The word of God's my tactic, Jesus
thoughts
When I cried about being bullied by
Jim-John Gillott, she said
Buck up
Shut the pluck up and
Get in the back
She'd dreamed of owning a Chevy
The brain of a walker rewarded by faith
Put my life on the line for all that I say
So sometimes I cry bout the darkness of day
Not because of all the internet
(Olivia Newton-John)
I need to tell the truth
I can't lie anymore
I need to do what's right
I know that's what my life is for
I can't be quiet
and over and over i was raised by
KRS 1, I was raised by Tribe Called Quest
I was raised
By DMX the last real nigga alive? Naw
Nigga! We real
Niggas alive,
in order to feed they kids
They gotta play that same shit over and
Over and over again i was raised by KRS
One, I was raised by Child Conquest
I was
(Ha, prank em' john)
(Pr-pr-prank em' john)
Got me my brothers
Crazy but (hey) we unlike others
Got us a motive, but we sometimes we worry our mothers
Damn man
It's been too long man
Gotta get myself out of this funk dawg
Man sometimes I just feel like
It could happen overnight
Fight like I'm Mike
(Huddie Ledbetter/John Lomax)
(E) - (E7) - (A) - (B7)
(E) I asked your mother for (B7) you
She told me that you was too (E) young
I wish dear (E7)
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Words and music by John Kay, Michael Wilk and Rockett Ritchotte
If the heart is a lonely hunter
Then the mind is a loaded gun
Sometimes it begins
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