it's really worth and took a step back Family ain't family no more, we used to play ball Eggs after school, eat grits cause we was poor Grab the pliers
really worth and took a step back Family ain't family no more, we used to play ball Eggs after school, eat grits cause we was poor Grab the pliers for
the 12 gauge Maniac,I'm a rhyme brainiac,livin' on the edge of a razor Remember that Cold rollin' thick as a shake,I'm rockin' hard as a quake I can't
See niggaz blowin up who ain't got yo SPARK, uh and that alone is a burden to carry Either you'll get strong or you'll get buried and rap keep plenty
record) We'll always love Big Poppa We'll always love Big Poppa (We'll always love you Big) {vocals get louder} We'll always love Big Poppa We'll always
for your thoughts, a nickel for your desire I got the vocab to set the world on fire Now I remember laying back as a youth Just looking at the sun, wondering
smooth Used to try to pimp, but the ho's got old A nigga can't remember how much dope that I sold In my youth, the shit is the truth, go to jail for
my lonesome, with the trees septembrin' I get to remembering about this time a bus spit out a blind woman And she fell into my arms like a long lost
everywhere when we remember Zion Cause the wicked carry us away in captivity Required from us a song How can we sing rastafari song in a stra-a-a-a-ange
Hey, I'ma tell you right now.. If if if I have to die today, for this little African right here to have a future I'm a dead motherfucker (You right!) [
around chillin' or maybe we were drivin'...I don't remember but we were listening to the radio and we were talking about the state of black music today
I still remember of those Years that we had wandered freely Under the stars in the skies of our destiny And I still remember your smile And your eyes
right now stare at the sun of anger i?m a stranger but just a normal man pray nothing is forever we?ll be together till the day we die yesterday
sun Telling the tale of the days when our folk still was young And took these lands as ours I remember the time, I remember the place I remember the
I'll bust a cap And we the real niggaz who put Inglewood on the map And every time I bee your ass, yo' ass goin' get mobbed Remember when the big homie
, I'ma tell you right now.. If if if I have to die today, for this little African right here to have a future I'm a dead motherfucker (You right!) [Verse
this town is gettin ill, I have to take a chill I gotta get away, don't have no time to play, at least not today I'm out for the paper, trying to pull
