The Revolution

Teed niggas with braids inhale the haze Reminisce on days trapped inside that cage Poppa left nada, no father I wasn't fazed To replace him in the mornings waking up I wouldn't shave My peach fuzz got my fe buzz, nigga on citas Learned from baby mommas they knew more than all my teachers Shootin shots up at Darby My nigga really shootin shots, he hit a cop he wasn't sorry Told me thats the way of life my nigga thats just how we fight my nigga That's just how we gotta get down And if you ever life yo life my nigga make sure that it's right my nigga Make sure that yo niggas really down, then its all good They'll stop yo money fo you get it Cause johnny at yo temple like a fitted And Ronnie know the spots you like to kick it Shots through yo window twist yo body like a gymnast Now I'm on it, I'm on it And all my niggas is on it They shot at Dre for his Jordans We'll deal with that in the morning See some of my niggas is corny But them my niggas you feel me The crime is loyal I'm guilty So drop the gavel come kill me (hold up wait) See my uncle Sonny taught me how the white man gon be salty If he ever snooped and caught me In his daughter CD player that mean she bought me See that ticket that mean she saw me See that poster that mean she love me VIP yeah that mean she fucked me She fucked me why you mad Mr. Whiteman Shit, cause after all you still a white man You ain't living how I'm living The chuck dickens of this new edition smooth as Michael Bevins, wait So what the fuck they gon tell me Huh What the fuck they gon tell me This is, The Lovestory LP