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Lyrics

Uhh
Peace when I'm rollin' around
Try to keep me close but look how
When I needed you the most you was out
The least I could do is account
Pizzaria dough, big amounts
Fire in the hole burnin' out his soul
Like they seen a ghost in a shell
Froze up, it's colder than hell
I cleaned up most of myself
I pealed of more dollar bills
For 'em when they pealed off bill
Started at the bottom of the hill
Actually I started in the 'mid
Actually I started in Illinois
Khoikhoi and Tswana in the kid
Bloodstains on my fatherland
Bloodstains on my motherland
Tuck clay, all of it's red
Stuck in a jeans and the fabric
And the 23 little strains
Freddie Hubbard is seen through the acts
Chop another piece of the branch
Memories careen out the past
Halt them to a screech in they tracks
Had a couple things on my chest
That's where the demons would sit
I took the seat at the head
It's time to eat
I need to breach, heavy-set
Can you dig what I'm saying?
Notice that you easily led, so I took a seat at the head
It's time to eat

You remember I'm feelin' like Aubrey
They ain't bread a nigga how it involved me
I was there when them smiles were salt
No need actin' suprised when you call me
But imagine I gave you my all
All my flaws didn't rise from adultery
I got tired of stayin' in talk
Who you hidin' you say that you are
How you lie to me, you breakin' my heart
How you ridin, you ain't stay in the car
I get hired and pay for my art
So when I'm buyin' I'm breakin' the cart
Ohh as if I was breakin' apart
I don't lie if you playin' your part
On that aisle in the flame, in the dark
It be signs that made the remarks
Keep it solid don't change when it starts
It be probably new lanes in the gard
Before us slide you be waitin' to start
For pops I'm takin' the charge
Ain't no option makin' it ours
I know ma used to pray I ain't harden
Only son gettin' saved 'cause they smart

Writer(s): Thebe Kgositsile, Daniel Alan Maman, Mike Bonema

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