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DAVID BANNER "Cadillac On 22's"
[Intro] It's gon' be aight though (ohh) This one's for you, yeah! Cadillacs on 22s... Pimp my voice and mack these beats.. [Chorus - repeat 2x] Cadillacs on 22s I ain't did nothing in my life but stayed true Pimp my voice and mack these beats and Pray to the Lord for these Mississippi streets, hey! [Verse] God I know that we pimp God I know that we wrong God I know why she talk about Moet all of my songs I know these kids are listening I know I'm here for a mission But it's so hard to get 'em wit 22 rims all glisten I know these balls are talking Lord I wanna do right I tried to fight but these demons they comp at me at night Like my momma, my daddy, my girl and all my boys I lost Rachelle but I guess I still got the whining Roy My couzins sweet, momma lay that Jason Lord I'm praying for swacking my heart is still impatient Keep 'em off them drugs, far away from thugs He's still my hero but just a shell bed or what it was Yeah smoking get a buzz, but God I hear ya calling And s**t wrong wit balling But my soul is just stelly [steadily] balling And the sex and the dead, and the other jail God I'm stacking my mail but will I end up in hell? [Chorus] [Verse] Lord they hum Andre Jones Lord they hum Reynold Johnson Lord I wanna fight back but I'm just so sick of bouncing Lord I'm sick of jumping, Lord just please tell me something My folks still dumping my music, bumping but I feel nothing My heart is stelly pumping My heart is stelly breaking Sometimes I feel like I'm faking, man I'm so sick of taking Maybe hell ain't a place meant for us to burn Maybe Earth is telling just a place for us to learn Bout yo love, yo will and grace Sometimes I wish I wasn't born in the first place Maybe this first base, God knocked the ball up out the park So we can come home this world right here is feeling so dark Feeling so cold, Lord I'm feeling so old I dunno if I can take this world right here no more 22 inch rims on the 'Lac I guess that was yo footprint in the sand carrying us on yo back [Chorus (2x)] |
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I hate rap because it never has any real meaning, just ho's *****es, drugs, stupid words and even dumber cars on rediculously large wheels. my .02
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If it don't make dollas then it don't make sense.
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But theres the thing, I dont make dollas, though I do make a lot of dollars. Thats what I am talking about. The only thing that is derived from rap music is deaf ears, drug pushing and the idea that it is ok to sleep with many women and it is ok to have 5 kids you cant take care of. If rap and the entire way of living that come with rap would just, vanish, this would be a much better world. On the flip side I also feel the same way about country music.
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you just saw the word Cadillac and didn't eve bother reading anything else.
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No. I read it.
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Layzie Bone Thugs-N-Harmony - Everyday
[Intro-Chorus] Bone, Bone, Bone Thugs (Ooooh, how we do it) Bone, Bone, Bone Thugs (It's all about the music) Bone, Bone, Bone Thugs (It's all about the music) Everyday, day, it seems it's gettin' shorter as the world turns Round and round, these last day, day so crazy, oh why Everyday, day, it seems it's gettin' shorter as the world turns Round and round, these last day, day so crazy, oh why Everyday, day, it seems it's gettin' shorter as the world turns Round and round, these last day, day so crazy, oh why [Krayzie] They tellin' me criminals be crazy and would it be reason for the Brutality, they killin' these n***az in cold blood, Bone Thug Been a part of the reality all the insanity they know who humanity Whatever happened to family us man we back in the game back when The crack came it ain't to much (??) the day seems like it's never Gon' get better (better) forever get the love and peace (peace) "Day's of our Lives" they keep on gettin' shorter everytime that I Realize, telly warn me to long --before-- we wake up and the world Is gone, and it won't mean no, world war it'll be Armagedon for sure For sure... [Chorus] Everyday, day, it seems it's gettin' shorter as the world turns Round and round, these last day, day so crazy, oh why Everyday, day, it seems it's gettin' shorter as the world turns Round and round, these last day, day so crazy, oh why [Wish] Everywhere we look there's so much violence, violence and I won't Makin' no bet I'll quit the riots, riot and you ain't gotta lose It's all about the roads that you choose but what is there to do When your brought up and stung like ooh and I can see your pain Young thugs stay focused cause we can get this money young thugs Even though the end of days are comin' (comin') we can get it right Right now do somethin' for somebody just hold on for me I promise There's a better place for all us t-h-u-g's if he don't believe Then, don't call yourself a thugs cause thugs believe who don't Believe, who don't believe [Chorus] Everyday, day, it seems it's gettin' shorter as the world turns Round and round, these last day, day so crazy, oh why Everyday, day, it seems it's gettin' shorter as the world turns Round and round, these last day, day so crazy, oh why [Layzie] Sometimes I sit back and I think why me, now how did I become a Victim of the struggle everyday tryin' to piece this puzzle and every Second I'm out on the hustle I sit and I guzzle hopin' reality'll Pass me by, right on by and I'm not gonna sit and lie how a my life Has been at fine I could test some reals alot of determination and Skills and the death ain't never come easy not when a nick gotta Pay these bills I scrape this meal feed this man of the house Gotta keep that money comin' gotta be out here doin' somethin' Rather than sittin' back broke with nothin' can you feel me if I Have to come and get ya, I'm a get ya you gon' feel me and what did They say about little Lay he's a ghetto legend n***az is out here Threatened cause I'm headed for Armagedon baby [Chorus] Everyday, day, it seems it's gettin' shorter as the world turns Round and round, these last day, day so crazy, oh why Everyday, day, it seems it's gettin' shorter as the world turns Round and round, these last day, day so crazy, oh why [Bizzy] Back in the day with little Lay and all the Bones we got to Scrappin' for pay sometimes I miss when we were kids is all Now since ninety-five back when Eazy died of a A-I-D's oh what a Disease 'n how many harmony out could it be now everybody wanna Keep us twisted you better believe it, little Eazy whispers Different gotta keep my distance me payed up on the buildin' none Of us used that just don't stop until I get shot, shot wheelin' And dealin' me back in the day from the crack lock yeah I see Greg roll it I seen bad murder, murders St. Claire as for the Industry we're pickin' now, sickin' now and the hard headed came To break it down lick it out [Chorus] Everyday, day, it seems it's gettin' shorter as the world turns Round and round, these last day, day so crazy, oh why Everyday, day, it seems it's gettin' shorter as the world turns Round and round, these last day, day so crazy, oh why |
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