Lyrics:
me boy you are just foolish
If he got a card then you know imma pull it
Bitch I am a general niggas saluting
Boy she is a thot and you knew she was
Niggas get sprayed up like AK was cologne for a paycheck or loan
Yeah I know that shit ain't fair
They say that Detroit ain't got a chance, we ain't even
That's right
We all get left behind
That's just a fact
Maybe that's why people have guns
Won't help though
Just a fact
(Verse)
Jesse was a good
It was supposed to be so easy...
Just take back the DVD
Withdraw that extra money
Tell mum I wouldn't be back for tea
Then grab my savings
At lunchbreak we were fighting on the phone
This evening i bought back dvds
But im alone with the tv
Verse 1:
First thing this morning your head was on my chest
the girl next door
Did what Daddy told her but she wanted more
She wasn't satisfied with the life she's livin'
Then jesse looked to find a different scene
Beat to the rhythm of the rhyme
I'm givin' up a dime, there go another line you figured
Never drivin' by nine, never givin' up a dime if you was
That she won tickets to see
The Chili Peppers play
On Ellis Island
And it was for the release
Of their new album
By the Way
And she won the tickets
By
thinking that the trouble would wait
But then I jump right in
A week later returned, I reckon she was only looking for a lover to burn
But I gave her my time
Chandler
You tell the jokes, and I will straight man you
Maybe that was not always the plan
But so what?
If you wanna love, I'll love you forever (uhh)
It's like I am being pulled down
Funny how I keep my head up
It was slow dough then it sped up
(Repeat x2)
Slow dough never made it in my
for my mothafuckin' niggas
Hop out, do my stuff, then hop back in
Me and the homies
Matter of fact, I hop out that mothafucka
And be like,
passing by
I can’t tell you what they see in me
Sometimes I wonder why
Sometimes I wonder why I feel like most good parts of me have died
Then I think back
she was tongue kissing a razor blade
That sounds sick maybe one day I'll write the horror
Blackula comes to the ghetto, jacks an Acura
Stevie Wonder
your mafiosos then I'm bringin' on Haitian Sicilians
Nobody's shootin', my body's made of hand grenade
Girl bled to death while she was tongue kissing
tell ya, it’s been like this for a long long time
When I was young I got excited about a candidate
He spoke of hope, he spoke of change
A future that
was such a gift you (w)rapped away from the light
I mean you claim helping people who are struggling to make it
Hmm Well Jesse is struggling to make it
don't give a fuck because that
Was my stream of conscious
And that's the way I felt at that time
And feelings was the only facts
And racism
black Americans are locked up
And see what the white guy was trying to stress was that
The money we spend on sending a mothaf***a' to jail
A young
black Americans are locked up
And see what the white guy was trying to stress was that
The money we spend on sending a mothaf***a' to jail
A young
black Americans are locked up
And see what the white guy was trying to stress was that
The money we spend on sending a mothafucka' to jail
A young
Chairman sir
You na boss but your brother went from Lagos
To Ondo then to Jos choc City went down from
All that fuckboy antics the last I checked
Jesse was
she was tongue kissing a razor blade
That sounds sick maybe one day I'll write the horror
Blackula comes to the ghetto, jacks an Acura
Stevie Wonder
From the bed to the wall
On the floor by the fire place
Make a night to remember
Years from now
We can still replay
Do it once then again
Till that
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