Dreams is screaming demons hearing death whispers hello My shell's strong, my soul's green lantern wearing yellow Hello week a hell week pledging for heaven state I got a knife to say tin Swimming in hell's lake Fire ire wiz saying calls within criss miss
My hood but of that, white man named bill good and my sexing It's like rumble telling sound wave it's time for my ejection Obama want election but my folks still suffering My friends popping pills but the thangs ain't buffering Man it's hard for a pimp mama burped Me from my ass instead of boy used to shit But she squeezed before I dip but trip a small from a glitch
She said you feel me? Yeah I like your senses Ma look up in fresh, time for me to do self Like georges for the jerkin, I try suicide but the gun wouldn't work, Bang it's the same damn thang, The boys clubs whosing while they build the peer of change
Look at your pinky [?] the souls on the main Yeah we really volunteered souls on the hand But I'm from mississippi where you let your nuts hanging Where the white folks let my ass justice do the same, Damn, damn, damn, damn.
Compositores: Christopher Daniel Goodman (T H X) (ASCAP), Lavell W Crump (David Banner) (BMI), Patrick Denard Douthit (Ninth Wonder) (BMI)Editor: Crump Tight Publishing (ASCAP)Administração: BMG Rights Administration Us LLC (ASCAP)ECAD verificado obra #16932243 em 21/Abr/2024 com dados da UBEM