Now there's hoes selling hoes like right around the toes And the crackheads beg at about the lower leg There's crooked police that's stationed at the knees And they do drive-bys like up and down the thighs And there's a car chase going on at the waist Keep a vest on my chest I'm sitting in my room as I'm looking out the face Something to write about I still got some damage from fightin the whitehouse
"And them niggas aint Was, nor from his regime, Gangsta lean, Hats on tilt like your Snickers aint drop out the vending machine, You gotta put more money in. And I shake niggas up everytime I drop a bar"
"What starts in clouded minds finishes in the rain of the fools That are used as instruments in ihe game Where oppression is the queen and ignorance is the king And where revolution is dead, no candles in its memory, no remembrance of its fame Just a mystery, no mentioning the history of the chained The enemy No Hennessy sediments in its name Just the unmarked reign that menaces have defamed With the propaganda and images of the gangs A lost art, no apprentices in the trained And they brainwashed No interest, and it's stained And the minds weary all the adrenaline and the drain While the wrecking balls is disassembling things Her Highness is the cause His Imminence is the blame The pride is still here, the privileges still remain"
"That ain't a pension thats a shoe box stash
ReplyDeleteWit a glock to protect it"
-"Handcuffs"
Now there's hoes selling hoes like right around the toes
ReplyDeleteAnd the crackheads beg at about the lower leg
There's crooked police that's stationed at the knees
And they do drive-bys like up and down the thighs
And there's a car chase going on at the waist
Keep a vest on my chest
I'm sitting in my room as I'm looking out the face
Something to write about
I still got some damage from fightin the whitehouse
- Daydreamin
i'm headless like fourplay-less sex is
ReplyDeleteWe went soo hard last night on Twitter!
ReplyDeletelol. Dude deserves it. Best rapper live. Lupe the killlllla!
:D
xx
"And them niggas aint Was, nor from his regime,
ReplyDeleteGangsta lean,
Hats on tilt like your Snickers aint drop out the vending machine,
You gotta put more money in.
And I shake niggas up everytime I drop a bar"
"What starts in clouded minds finishes in the rain of the fools
ReplyDeleteThat are used as instruments in ihe game
Where oppression is the queen and ignorance is the king
And where revolution is dead, no candles in its memory, no remembrance of its fame
Just a mystery, no mentioning the history of the chained
The enemy
No Hennessy sediments in its name
Just the unmarked reign that menaces have defamed
With the propaganda and images of the gangs
A lost art, no apprentices in the trained
And they brainwashed
No interest, and it's stained
And the minds weary all the adrenaline and the drain
While the wrecking balls is disassembling things
Her Highness is the cause
His Imminence is the blame
The pride is still here, the privileges still remain"
Ahhh I missed it!! damn
ReplyDelete