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whim that its wealthy clients might express,
Well let them supply me an Exocet missile and a starving Third World child
And I'll tell them the politics
nervous
Models rub me like some jergins
And I came from the dirt bitch
Hallow points send you to the nurses
Dropping bombs on them like it's Baghdad
She
Man made god gog of magog planet stay fog
graveyard packed next old tre yards black murder crows gats under pillows cat heroes Steele poles
wired
Tell me why baby, why baby, why baby why
You make me cry baby, cry baby, cry baby cry
Well, I got a crow I wanna pick with you
Just like last
nothin' new
Got the juice, I'ma tell you the truth
I've been winnin', I don't like to lose
I'm a captain, you part of the crew
I know what it's like to take
Used to gettin' thanks from (?)
Setting numbers in the hood, do what I say
Do tell 'em niggas break bread or fake dead
It (?) dead
50 million, I done
really rap for fun, but now I'm doing shows
This rap shit easy do it with my eyes closed
Bitch started crying when I told her gotta go
Me and Randana
I do
I'm goin' honky tonkin', get as tight as I can
And maybe by then you'll 'preciate a good man
Tell me why baby, why baby, why baby why
You make
happening right here people dying of fear by the droves
And I know most of you
Either don't believe it's true,
Or else you don't know what to do
song I no longer play at shows and I cringe every time it's on the radio
And I think of Nathan being placed in a home
And all the medicine you fed us
Then Nate got taken away by the state at eight years old
And that's when I realized you were sick and it wasn't fixable or changeable
And to this day
and the blackberry bush
I was picking berries when that crow flew above me
Carrying my lover so far away
Now each spring I lay a blackberry blossom
By a cold
the right way to go?
I left this place a long time ago
I'm the lead in this dumb show
They keep calling me Jim Crow
What's the right way to go?
I left this
The reflection
Can you feel me?
Look in the mirror, tell me do you see clearly?
They have it shattered and cracked, it's so crazy
My minds stuck inside a cycle
But tell me why, baby? Why, baby? Why, baby? Why?
Well, I got a crow I wanna pick with you
Just like last time when the feathers flew
You're
And I can't sleep, can anyone tell me just where my medicine is
Guess I gotta show these minors just what my avenue is
Man I swear I'm all up out of my
as we are me too. I'm doing what I do off 2 edibles. Ay
One love, one bud
For the weed I smoke I stand up
Don't be calling medicine drugs
Just because
The kind of music, old-school funk
It was the first time I got off the truck
The music made me lose control
The lead singer asked if we were having
Music is my therapy
It makes me who I wanna be
When I sing that's my medicine
The doctor is in
Busy nights playing in the bars
You start to lose just
crimes
Spending time in a cell. Similar to hell
It's the punishment for bringing a knife to show and tell
You dug yourself a well that reeks a certain
goes
It crumbles to dust
Well I've got cuts and bruises
Shattered teeth and bones and excuses
Be thankful for cuts and bruises
Cause you know by now
made me, but still honorable by nature
I could show you how to get away with it and keep the paper
Certain cities gotta stay sacred or down goes
to show my spine, I am my own worst enemy
Keeping tabs on my old haunts, no love, nobody there for me
Lost hope in the father, started buying what they're
what'll I do
I'm goin' honky tonkin', get as tight as I can
And maybe by then you'll 'preciate a good man
Tell me why baby, why baby, why baby why
You
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