Marco Polo - All My Love - Tekst piosenki, lyrics - teksciki.pl

15.05.2007

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[Hook] Until death do us For better or worse Unconditional I give it to you [Verse 1] Father was white, momma was black Call it mulatto, such a heavy cross to bear on your back Raised on a different side of the tracks I felt ashamed to the point I tried to hide it, in fact Shivering, face frost bit, out in this cold world Pops bounced like a ball, left me with old girl Was I cursed or special, is this God’s way to test you Interracial, inner demons, we wrestle You know my father donated the sperm And wasn’t concerned about us, I believe deadbeat was the term But I ain’t miss him, I ain’t hug him, I ain’t kiss him Just me and momma, that was tradition Never could fill a hole in my heart that was missin’ Never seen a ball game together, never went fishin’ Nah, momma played both roles And did what ever she had to do to make ends meet Whether it’s wash floors or sew clothes [Hook] Dad disgraced me, the streets embraced me The marijuana superb, the cocaine tasty I kept the fire on the fryer like a fire alarm Hotter than an iron on, leave you niggas lyin’ on The pavement, I don’t want to hear that peace talk You better save it, get your white flag out and wave it ‘Cause I’m the judge, jury, bailiff, and the mortician Similar to any magician, the four-fifths lip and Your bad diss like a bad transmission Operate with precision of a surgeon’s incision Satan set me in a black fate and That nigga’s so impatient, you can’t keep Death waitin’ I eat meat, I’m a carnivore No chicken, just beef, if you want a war It’s been on, it’s been on before And though I’m sick of this bitch, I still love the whore And that’s what it is [Hook] [Verse 3] The one thing that saved me in the ‘80s: I was a hip hop baby Ten years before the bitch went crazy When Jaz-O put a nigga on in the game named Jay-Z The music never ceased to amaze me Now I got my own kids following in my footsteps All I want to do is protect ‘em before the hood gets Control of ‘em or the gangsta bravado grabs a hold of ‘em Or the Devil toast their soul in a old oven Because when push comes to shove, and I love ‘em Can I protect ‘em from dying from a death too sudden I don’t know [Hook]
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