kid I aint relate really, I was sayin Dreams speech jokingly Till your world awoken me First I thought your were passive, soft one who ass kissed I was
Spit Like A Ozzie I Spit Like I Just Jumped Into Ozzie Clips Nigga Whos You Wit I Can Move Your Clic All I Got To Do Is Let Loose Wit This Ozzie Clip I
I?m gonna sit here and rest my feet" Thank you Miss Rosa, you are the spark You started our freedom movement Thank you Sister Rosa Parks Thank you Miss Rosa
's a joke, I'm the funny type So I'm foolin' around, I'm just foolin' around I'm just foolin around, I'm just foolin around (Igh, check it, look) I'
here it, oh here it Oh here it, oh here it Oh here it goes again I shoulda, I shoulda I shoulda, I shoulda I shoulda known Oh oh oh I shoulda known
, I thought she was Asian But as I get a bit closer, her origin in blatent The best of both worlds, caramel complexion And I swear when she smiled I almost, got
do what's right" I saw Aylene today I saw her children play, in the front yard The thought occurred to me, how does a mother Tell her children their daddy got
got a wedding ring, throw it up, throw it up Oh yeah, it?s on, baby, I?ve waited for this so long Oh yeah, it?s on, baby, when I hang up the phone I?
West] Hold up, born in 88 How old is that? Old enough I got seniority with the sorority So, that explains why I love college Getting brain in the library cuz I
I found 'em I'm a real nigga, stand still nigga I cut ya face, have ya looking like Seal nigga Then I pull ya card, then I deal wit'cha Gamble wit'cha
Resurrect, I never left, baby I'm bad I've gone mad, my comrade Dre-zy automatically He says I'm too broke to fix, way beyond that I may be off drugs
can tell by the faunt I do wat I want Wake up wens it's lunch Walk like I'm drunk Swagga so uh Gold yard trunks go around I got ah bunch Tell till you
Down in Santa Rosa over the bay Across the grapevine to L.A. We got desert, we got trees We got the hills of Beverly Let's burn the hills of Beverly
front you in the back like Rosa Parks got heart like Rosa Parks,eyy where the fuck to start? dont gotta gun im a use a dart (bow) i fell in love with
up in the clouds I'ma bring y'all back to earth It's black, back to birth Bullshit, y'all talkin' 'bout Out ya mouth, I'm not concerned 'Cause y'all got
for my flowing style I don't stutter, I utter words, versatile I'm entertaining with my brain, and always wearing a smile I don't front, I don't fake, I
Felina is strong and I rise where I've fallen Though I am weary, I can't stop to rest I see the white puff of smoke from the rifle I feel the bullet
slow I've known my share of women I've seen em come and I've seen em go The horses I can handle but the womens got me thrown Now I smile when i remember