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[Verse 1:]<br>Revolutionary, scary<br>Thought provoking, spoken,<br>Words of a chain I don´t feel but I see,<br>visions from me<br>at twenty three making us free in my community<br>one day is what I live for,<br>ain´t thinking about no hope no more<br>I got my boots I kick it till I get with<br>Adapt and overcome, oh hum hum<br>Go get my gun, load up for fun, and put down with the frown<br>What goes round comes round from M.L.K. to cascade<br>I know its through them plenty figures<br>cocaine dealers walk the wrong side<br>up in they rides,<br>looking cleaner then I seen them the last time<br>Then selling dimes, now its quarter keys, stacking G´s<br>In the South Indies<br>my nigga them folks riding bicycles among vehicles<br>off in the hood<br>Knowing each and every nigger sellin´, but can you blame<br>the fact the only way a brother can survive the game<br>the block hard to get by the dope dealing, fatal killings<br>in fair times so writing rhymes<br>it ain´t just the police<br>we kill each other just lost another brother<br>fast living will get you took,<br>thinking it can´t happen to you and then it do<br>off crooked schemes its just a dream<br>floating face down in the mainstream<br><br>[Chorus:]<br>Think it is when it ain´t all peaches and cream<br>that´s why some are found floating face down in the main stream<br><br>[Verse 2:]<br>They swan divin´<br>fit they name be thrashing an album<br>go-kart rushin´ to finish their album then you find them<br>lost, dog paddling, back stroking, what done happened?<br>be rhymin´ catching the day when the recipe calls for black and<br>wrong ingredients,<br>maybe too much herbs and spices,<br>maybe you got hungry for the wrong dish<br>southern greens and this entice them how them joke the same<br>so I´m gonna sing just like them to get where they at<br>I´ll even break my by back to touch their rim if I gotta<br>My alta mater be that I follow<br>I bite whatever that´s looking tasty, water it down then swallow<br>I hope you vomit, won´t call no names cause that´s not my job<br>it just applies to whom it may concern you know who you are<br>but if you don´t you never will, you just receive the steel<br>but then it might get ugly cause trust me niggas do feel<br>the way that I felt when I wrote this, but we must stay in focus<br>we kings and queens up in this thing, get rid of all them jokers<br>face down, face down, face down<br><br>[Chorus]<br><br>[Verse 3:]<br>I let you stay in my crib, now you know where I live<br>when you was hungry, fed you a hot meal, look at the hand you deal<br>me crudball business giving niggers inches so here, take a foot<br>luck only counts in rabbit´s feet and horseshoes,<br>experience is sometimes the best teacher until we get our own plate<br>I hope you don´t mind me eating off of yours,<br>process momma moping like jerry<br>meanwhile, fairies of the street tinkling pixie dust over greenery<br>never to obtain another level of con-science<br>only to test, to poke and see<br>why laying here, they scheme over one another mouth to feed<br>??? with a decision to make, now words shake your destiny<br>but a missle will take it all the way just as quick as you can say<br>I wish I never did what I did now face this bid<br>it was the company you kept, the many places you slept<br>when you shouldn´t have, geeking like a rat, jumping like a trap<br>contributing to sin and your nigga bitch in the court showing paper thin<br>got you niggers where they want you again,<br>floating face down in the mainstream<br>thats why, thats why, thats why<br><br>[Chorus]<br><br>[Verse 4:]<br>Everybody´s a player, rubbin them kangols on their head<br>thinking its all about your clothes, nigger its all about your self<br>the way you feel about your life, the times that you done shared with<br>your friends and family, up and down like hoes give head<br>to dicks oh, six, serving them in the mix, but ain´t no mystery<br>you know the history about this clique bitch<br>oh, what, you want me to call you slut?<br>then why you fucking all them niggers letting them all up in your guts<br>but see that AIDS I´m afraid that´s why I play the quiet role<br>I lay in the cut, every month thinking I´ll let that fire roll<br>like chimneys, and smoke signals, maybe peace pipes even<br>my partners call me Big Boi and my first name is not Steven<br>in the mainstream, home team banging them with these hits<br>in the mix flowing like some motherfucking swordfish<br><br>[Chorus 4x]
New song lyrics
[Verse 1:]<br>Revolutionary, scary<br>Thought provoking, spoken,<br>Words of a chain I don´t feel but I see,<br>visions from me<br>at twenty three making us free in my community<br>one day is what I live for,<br>ain´t thinking about no hope no more<br>I got my boots I kick it till I get with<br>Adapt and overcome, oh hum hum<br>Go get my gun, load up for fun, and put down with the frown<br>What goes round comes round from M.L.K. to cascade<br>I know its through them plenty figures<br>cocaine dealers walk the wrong side<br>up in they rides,<br>looking cleaner then I seen them the last time<br>Then selling dimes, now its quarter keys, stacking G´s<br>In the South Indies<br>my nigga them folks riding bicycles among vehicles<br>off in the hood<br>Knowing each and every nigger sellin´, but can you blame<br>the fact the only way a brother can survive the game<br>the block hard to get by the dope dealing, fatal killings<br>in fair times so writing rhymes<br>it ain´t just the police<br>we kill each other just lost another brother<br>fast living will get you took,<br>thinking it can´t happen to you and then it do<br>off crooked schemes its just a dream<br>floating face down in the mainstream<br><br>[Chorus:]<br>Think it is when it ain´t all peaches and cream<br>that´s why some are found floating face down in the main stream<br><br>[Verse 2:]<br>They swan divin´<br>fit they name be thrashing an album<br>go-kart rushin´ to finish their album then you find them<br>lost, dog paddling, back stroking, what done happened?<br>be rhymin´ catching the day when the recipe calls for black and<br>wrong ingredients,<br>maybe too much herbs and spices,<br>maybe you got hungry for the wrong dish<br>southern greens and this entice them how them joke the same<br>so I´m gonna sing just like them to get where they at<br>I´ll even break my by back to touch their rim if I gotta<br>My alta mater be that I follow<br>I bite whatever that´s looking tasty, water it down then swallow<br>I hope you vomit, won´t call no names cause that´s not my job<br>it just applies to whom it may concern you know who you are<br>but if you don´t you never will, you just receive the steel<br>but then it might get ugly cause trust me niggas do feel<br>the way that I felt when I wrote this, but we must stay in focus<br>we kings and queens up in this thing, get rid of all them jokers<br>face down, face down, face down<br><br>[Chorus]<br><br>[Verse 3:]<br>I let you stay in my crib, now you know where I live<br>when you was hungry, fed you a hot meal, look at the hand you deal<br>me crudball business giving niggers inches so here, take a foot<br>luck only counts in rabbit´s feet and horseshoes,<br>experience is sometimes the best teacher until we get our own plate<br>I hope you don´t mind me eating off of yours,<br>process momma moping like jerry<br>meanwhile, fairies of the street tinkling pixie dust over greenery<br>never to obtain another level of con-science<br>only to test, to poke and see<br>why laying here, they scheme over one another mouth to feed<br>??? with a decision to make, now words shake your destiny<br>but a missle will take it all the way just as quick as you can say<br>I wish I never did what I did now face this bid<br>it was the company you kept, the many places you slept<br>when you shouldn´t have, geeking like a rat, jumping like a trap<br>contributing to sin and your nigga bitch in the court showing paper thin<br>got you niggers where they want you again,<br>floating face down in the mainstream<br>thats why, thats why, thats why<br><br>[Chorus]<br><br>[Verse 4:]<br>Everybody´s a player, rubbin them kangols on their head<br>thinking its all about your clothes, nigger its all about your self<br>the way you feel about your life, the times that you done shared with<br>your friends and family, up and down like hoes give head<br>to dicks oh, six, serving them in the mix, but ain´t no mystery<br>you know the history about this clique bitch<br>oh, what, you want me to call you slut?<br>then why you fucking all them niggers letting them all up in your guts<br>but see that AIDS I´m afraid that´s why I play the quiet role<br>I lay in the cut, every month thinking I´ll let that fire roll<br>like chimneys, and smoke signals, maybe peace pipes even<br>my partners call me Big Boi and my first name is not Steven<br>in the mainstream, home team banging them with these hits<br>in the mix flowing like some motherfucking swordfish<br><br>[Chorus 4x]
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