So sick of hearing this is old news im insincere? how the fuck would you know ? you dont havea fucking clue at all you gave up you dropped out whats
I'm here now you old news Gotta couple old porches, couple old schools I'll line ya ass up push ya tape backwards Cuz ima real nigga I don't like rappers
I think I'm going crazy I loosing my mind 'cos the logic of the story is impossible to find Like a talking head I'm gonna making sense 'cos bad news is
is ready and waiting. Let me take your luggage. If you need anything while you're staying, just let me know. Everlast: Good lookin' out...That's for you. I hop out
up and then get socked up You be broke and locked up But the news done hit Bitches all over on some new improved shit To y'all macks Come to find out
Quick Draw McGraw I went to art school Yeah the lights is bright but I got a sharp views Don't snooze Been handling the game so long my thumb bruise Ya girlfriend is old news
The whole system sucks (Janet): Peek in the shadow Come into the light You tell me I'm wrong Then you better prove you're right You're sellin' out souls
years of this, Hit or miss, I hit your misses, You are local news, I'm 60 Minutes, I, I hit the target, I hit the witness, I work out in my office, guess
have a thing to say So you are the only light I see You are the only light I need When everybody else
I knew I was out of luck The day the music died So bye, bye Miss American Pie Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry And them good old boys
these haters ain't even seen the light, thinkin we can conquer anything, and the mission always complete, be that little nigga when you see me, with a dog out
Fuck the press, you gotta pump your chest If they don't cooperate, grab some hostages Kick an old bitch in her pouch Skull an old nigga, knock his motherfuckin dentures out Push an old man out
of Assata Shakur. We make this movement towards freedom for all those who have been oppressed, and all those in the struggle. Yeah. yo, check it- There were lights
my jack" Rude excavation, landin' site, boy hesitatin', jack-knife He rips his leg open, so out of time Blood and light runnin', it's all like a dream Light
[Pusha T] Malice found religion, Tony found prison I'm just tryna find my way out this f-cking kitchen a birdseye view got me channelling my vision turn
cell In the light from the dashboard Hissing from the road The smell of rain in the air con Maybe check the news Or just put a tape on Lighting up
O (Live O) It's Live O (Live O) It's Live O (Ah) Look Skank out (Skank out) Sank out (Skank out) Sank out (Skank out) And jump about See-Saw margerie
roll out like four wheelers, **** sent us From backstabbers and gold diggers tipsy off brown liquor Watch me obnoxious broad call me cocky Poppin' long **** stabbed it out
