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The way momma raised us was pure faith
So diablo wouldn't us or daze us
Or lay us to sleep
Know the from the sheep
Or the sheep who wolf
And threw the hoof
While the wolf was
I keep my mind a
Follow my the most
Don't fools too close
Sleep my eyes at post
So Diablo won't be hostin the of life
The sits by throats of the young
and death straight through the lungs
as the gets washed by visions of sugar plums
But we shall overcome we ain't dumb
but we ain't smart, got the girls by the hearts
And the by the nuts
Ear, tongue and
Yeah, they're trying to us up
but, shit, you what's up
We gotta get with the
and men soon
They consume every womb who
beneath the stairs of doom
Best they're gonna shove em in a tomb
repeat 4X
Cause Everytime I to the microphone
I put my soul on 2"
That I even own
(Bootie Brown)
Early Saturday mornin I was gazin
broke into the kitchen
to fill a bowl with Raisin Bran
as I ran up and the TV stations
I witnessed Joe
getting tricked out of nation
by a silly
who as the shit happened
the same
the continued into rappin
Deception is at an high
You give a piece of soul
to receive crumbs from the pie
But you know I keep on til the break of dawn
even though it is my soul that I do not own
Chorus: 4X
(FatLip)
I was po', and broke
beyond a shadow of a
Ass-out, open waitin for my shit to come on out
Speakin about the time I got signed
I was behind Coolio in the County Line
My big used to say I was an asshole
didn't graduate, couldn't handle the
of school, why fool
wit' foolish rules and
fuck the cap and
said forget the trade and rhymes
Hooked up with J-Swift, got with
me and my nigga L.A. Jay at S.C.U.
I grab the MIC
it, 1-2, we in
freakin' flavors with my fellow Nubians
Takin shit to the next
Too bad I sold my soul to the devil