Lord, ain't that the truth Hear me out Heart will surely feel it Women come and steal it Time can only heal it Lord, ain't that the truth I save Friday
, ain't that the truth Hear me out Your heart will surely feel it Women come and steal it Time can only heal it Lord, ain't that the truth I save Friday
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Lord, ain't that the truth Hear me out Your heart will surely feel it Women come and steal it Time can only heal it Lord, ain't that the truth I save
want to, but you won't find no cheese And I ain't finna snitch, cause I don't know a thang Don't ask me shit bout Steve, don't ask me shit bout Jane
there ain't nothin' to know Used, abused Locked up, beaten and fined But i got free Copped a plea And i can see That there ain't no freedom bell gonna
before we go up in your mouth KRS-One, yes my son Tweet tweet KRS-One, yes my son Tweet tweet, tweet You know they can't compete, ain't that right No
song she?s your African Queen on the next one she?s a joke And you ain?t said no words that I haven?t heard, but that ain?t no compliment It only insults
? Try to write shit about you But they can't make a living without you Go hungry, you gotta watch what the media feed you And don't be a poisoned animal
wutcha want, the truth is what it is, it be what it been Get rich, shorty just tryna live Don't believe in heaven and ain't tryna get in And hell is
broke up soldiers Loco, goin' hard as a locomotive Self-loathin' like I ain't chosen Chose to bless souls, get exposed Just know that I ain't foldin
bro Entertainin' motherfuckers can't stop O In battlin', you don't want me to start tattlin' All upon the stage because y'all snakes keep rattlin' Bitch, you ain't
is nothing fraudulent This is that sure shot itchy finger lingering Behind your target audience You got em all convinced But we ain?t buying it buddy
hood with heat and still beatin' And we back with the rap that packs the room Black tracks with the rhythm that make you move Can't hush the bum rush
pack of the dunga dun laced with toothpaste Life ain't to be gambled son, you could get trampled By people that act more like animals than mammals high off enamel That
me the truth 'Cause now I'm all based out, ma dukes (Kid Capri) Oh man I like the way that's going down Now why won't you do is kick a little Freddie
