Lyrics:
anybody's what?
Bitch or hoe
Who was Huey P. Newton?
An African political activist, a revolutionary who
Along with Bobby Seale, cofounded the Black
closed casket, his family needs a closure
And Moses had ten commandments, Huey had ten points
Won't see my homie for ten, dropped him off at the joint
masons
Pregnant teens give birth to intelligent gangsters they daddies faceless
Play this, by ya stomach, let my words massage it and rub it
I'll be his
Unsigned Hype
'Til I was crushed by Dave Mays, almost let my pen fall asleep on the page
Daydreamin' yesterday, dozin' off backstage
I thought I saw Eazy
Put it by, put it by, put it by, put it by
Put it by number one phenomenon
Come follow me now, mon
'cause Mr. Chip Fu is the Don
I think I'll tikki
Passin' me by (passin' me by)
Passin' me by
Passin' me by (passin' me by)
Passin' me by
Today's for us, today you'll make good
Today's for us, today
kinda blessed so I wrote this manifesto for life
Co-signed by the others with a knife
On the real tip let's take a field trip from the ghetto
You pick
Martin, Malcolm, Huey P. Newton
And that's why the whole city out here looting
How can we stand here and not do shit?
All this smoke over the hood
the hundred take it one by one
This is ragga with the inspiration
I can only sing of destruction today
'Cause my people are shedding blood everywhere
Are you ready to do something right now
I want you to do this with me
As I go I say, I say
Today miracle follow me
Today miracle follow me
Left,
ever believed in
By peeping your deepest secrets like psychic readers
What's the matter with ya'll, I splatter ya'll
Against the muthafuckin wall with
this shit dun, it's nothin' to laugh at
I hops in the V, grabs the heat and I stash that
I'm in tune with Doc, Pac, and Huey, it's a rap.
I traveled
today
We're living our best life today
We're living our best life today
We're living our best life today
I hope that you're taping
Spielberg Jurrassic
By the way
I think I got time today
All y’all tryna ride a wave
I live right beside a lake
By by
By the way
I think I got time today
All y’all tryna
Words by Frances Jane (Fanny) Crosby
Music by George Coles Stebbins
Jesus is tenderly calling me home
Calling today, calling today
Why from
Not Today (lyrics)
Written by Jennifer Benson, Cassady Lloyd, and Josiah Prince
Produced by Josiah Prince, Mixed by Matt Arcaini, Mastered by Moses
on a jet
Yuh
We hop off the plane just to get to the bag only got one life fuck it we living today
Ain't follow your business i don't care to listen stay
tacky, jeans made by Acne
Fuck Governor Pataki and Patakis
It's about to get uglier than Balenciagas
Felt bad I never finished college
Now we fuckin'
a serious answer
The mic goes into labor you freeze up
Enveloped by the style that sounds so rough
Rehearsal weak verses potent as cyanide
A million
Im on dat gas today
Im in my bag today
I wonder what new bitch gone fuck me today
Got pistols around me we clutching today
You come da wrong way
Bigger house, 10,000 dollar purse fam
She let you in, she wanted rent by the 1st man
She the ring leader in a clique of birds
And they shadowy, like
okay
Did it help with anything ?
I'm feeling dumber today
I have free man syndrome
Post-US symptoms
Safety or freedom ?
Huey or Lincoln ?
Break my heart
And all these mommies look fly today
And all we wanna do is get by today
Heyyy
We're gonna have a good day
And ain't nobody gotta cry today
'Cause
prowl when I say to step
Pigs today'll end up like frey
Like hutton I'm never lettin 'em get in my way (word)
"Soul on ice," what I won't be played
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