Affirmative no further furnishing is needed
I believe we are completed, dig
We all in agreement on the wall
Paper happy with the color scheme welcome to the crib
A two family habitat for humanity with a view with in the insanity
Live my vida loca was built by bob vila via god
The architect that I arted wat I hearted jimmy carter from Chicago's west side
Finish my construction now we hold the comin' like contracepts
A concept that was hard to get from conversation held with the satan on my shoulder
Which lead the steps that kept me looking over the shoulder like chauffeur were my angels at
Painful yet mary I aint jerry Garcia ma here but Im greatful, church
(chorus)
Maybe just might be ok
After all
Sun don't shine
On these days
This feeling getting heavy is heaven
I am atlas at this manage the balance
Massive masses apon my back without tipping my glasses
This was not pilful from passes of O G s
This is so me
Ask us many mention lil homie lil bony
But the rhymes is fat
in fact
Keep just like a Rochester customer god bless the mothers
And younger brother is a hustler
Cuz she don't want sob at his wake
But he want to follow in the steps
Bang his hat learn his shake
master his swagger in the bathroom
Mirror cop a Chevy steady mob in his place
Chea its just the problem we face look his mom is in the face and promise he straight.
(chorus)
Then he leaves the house that love built that
heart renovated that section eight pays for
Well lets pray for em
Let the beat play for em
Put the trouble on display for em
Cuz he gotta go face the drama
With a difference face from the one that he use to face his momma
If you look close
you'll see a consist of a smile that hurts a ice grill
in a trace of trauma
little bit of his father
another criterion that's no difference from a young Liberian
who let the delirium wary him livin' in the inner city
out of his mind
liria reconsilia
im cool I don't for tell best
I aint the nicest mc I ain't cornel west
I am cornel west side chi-town rivera
Malcom x-ersise the demons
Gangsta leaning
We traded in his cuffy for a new era
chose a 44 over a mortaboard
I aint a credited institute graduate
I aint from nazareth
My conception wasn't immaculate
I aint master no calculus
Doing addition to the rap audience
I back flipped on the mattress the slept on me on
What up yo knowing this half the battle
fighting temptation have a an apple
Shakes the snakes pimp the system
Lets get into it, tabernacle
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