Father, father, come see what I've built Made civilization out of the Nile silt, Built your monuments out of my brother's bones, Exalted your words in
up and screamed, "Look bitch, what have you done?!?" [M] "Oh my God, I'm sorry son" [E] "Shut up you cunt!" I said, "Fuck it!" Took it and stuck it back
would want to see her Son grow up to be an under a fucking cheaver, My teacher didn’t think I was going be nothing either, What the fuck you sticking gum up under the fucking
tongue in cheek I'd yank my fuckin teeth before id ever bite my tongue I'd slice my gums, get struck by fuckin' lightning twice at once And die and come
That's when sun came up, there's only one way up hold ya head and stay up, to all my niggaz get ya pay and weight up [Kastro] If it's on then it's on
pops told me My family tree, consists of drug dealers, thugs and killers Strugglin, known to hustle screamin fuck they feelings I got advice from my father
my seconds, minutes, hours go to the all mighty dolla, And the all mighty power of dat ch-ch-ch-ch-chopper, Sister, Brother, Son, Daughter, Father motha fuck
wearin a crown Like father like son, got it off the mound Like father like son, nigga's stand their grounds Like father like son, nigga fuck them clowns
fire I started it Fuck the fireman logic of the closet by the wire shit What's positive about a father that bust nuts then wussed up And a momma that
I'll reverse my ride Who the fuck are you? Fuck you! Better suck it up cuz you bled through Better get away from me Stay the fuck away from me!
To my mother to my father It's your son or it's your daughter Are my screams loud enough for You to hear me? should I turn this up for you? I sit here
Black and white diamonds, fuck segregation Fuck that shit, my money up, you niggas just huntin' nut Young Money runnin' shit and you niggas just runner-up
It's a hell up in Harlem, fuck it, another day Another dollar, wake up, to the barking from the rottweilers Pull the collars, make 'em sit for the godfather
s, we break laws Faggot cats claiming their crooks Soon I'ma smack him up, his mans and them too Yo, bag him up, smack him up Doing this do or die lifestyle
I am of no relation No matter who's buying, I'm a celebration Black and white diamonds, fuck segregation Fuck that shit, my money up, you niggas just
crossin' the street! [Repeat Chorus:] [Verse 2:] Yeah! - Niggas send me the wrong message, we gon' fucking kill the messenger Your whole clique! - Hollowtips'll tear up
