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lance markeith - dear mary, mother lyrics
rise with me
young brethren
it’s a new page in my rhyme book
a new cage in my mind
hooks and bars got my mind shooken hard
n_ggas was playin’ close contact
i shook em off
look to god for all my problems
mercy me dear father
why all these b_tches and dogs hollerin’
young n_ggas tryna make an escape from out the bottom
i tried to play it safe
n_ggas tried to confiscate my place
just to try and stop my fate
real n_ggas don’t die
they just f_ckin’ penetrate
they want me on some slave sh_t
tryied f_ck me up in the brain
but a n_gga went kunta kinte
with his foot up on the pavement
i think momma blames it
on the alcohol and p_ssy that i came in
smellin’ like a pound whats a college education
i was tryna get put on and they needed registration
and 28 grams just for an application
ain’t got no time to make this sh_t up
i’m in the bas_m_nt
cookin’ this sh_t got it cakin’
the mad scientist
this my dissertation
ironic, they needed money from the runaway
just to get em to freedom
but he told him he ain’t need it
he just wanted a leader
just to know what to preach em
when he got back to the heathens
sayin’ all they ever needed was
something to believe in
to stop the heavy breathing
feelin’ beaten, dear mary
come with me
i praise you hope they don’t f_ck with me
it’s a simple question n_gga now
are these n_ggas gone ride or die
ladadadidida watch em lie
come with me
i praise you hope they don’t f_ck with me
it’s a simple question n_gga now
are these n_ggas gone ride or die
ladadadidida
unleashin’ poems on these f_ck n_ggas expose em
we ain’t got no sympathy for these c_ckroaches
it was funny in college
when they thought they could approach
hail mary bless the dead
and imma show you what a ghost is
most of my family
prolly like what the f_ck provoked this
and i can blame it on trump
or some ‘ol john doe sh_t
or how these crackas bein’ the reason
i wasn’t focused
and how i ain’t got no leaders
or n0body to have hope in
or how i look up to all the n_ggas
that ever kicked a door in
cause at least some way
i know them motherf_ckas broke in
i’m sittin’ at the table
but the hunger d_mn near choked him
all that tryna be smart
done caught up to em and broke him
i make music from a command n_gga
its in demand n_gga
all these n_ggas nursery
ain’t got time for frans’ n_gga
we sellin’ nicks at night
ain’t got time for friends n_gga
come up on the block with
konans and bruce banners
its the f_ckin’ best rapper
to hit yo neighborhood or campus
stereos, ipads, tablets
n_gga get technical like go_go gadget
n_gga don’t hold yo flow
just go head rap it
i was dunked in pulpit of sharks
and atheist b_st_rds
they know the scriptures in the pool
trippin’ on acid
i was just
wonderin’ where the sunday school class is
who’d thought the rapture
would be caused by some strippers
and uncoordinated b_st_rds
dear mary
i say come with me
i pray for you
hope they don’t come for me
come with me
i praise you hope they don’t f_ck with me
it’s a simple question n_gga now
are these n_ggas gone ride or die
ladadadidida
come with me
i praise you hope they don’t f_ck with me
it’s a simple question n_gga now
do you wanna ride or die
ladadadidida
will rap for food
real rap is cool
shout to lupe
off the top toupee
on the corner
got blocks today
n_ggas too sprayed
n_ggas too cray
shout 2cray, double cray
we up in this b_tch
comin’ with the milkers
and double crates
that’s the way
that’s the way we had to do it right
know ya rights
know your hype
know your life
will_will rap for food
and i will eat all night
and i will get yo beat
and i will eat all night
will eat for free
buffet when you n_ggas talk to me
hail mary praises
these n_ggaa basic
flows comin from the bas_m_nt
basically
i broke it down to the basis
it’s the mathematics
this supreme they can’t taste it
take it
why these n_ggas gimme an acapella
i’ll break it
i got on my knees to dear mary
told her this is how i take it
got it in the block five dollars an hour
now i moved on to twelve
now b_tches wanna holla
b_tches wanna swalla
b_tches want gala
n_ggas tryna get it in the picture
makes the problem
it’s time to get it
time to make off the dollar
time to make it of ya muscle
why n_gga wanna problem?
will rap for food n_gga i’m hungry (grrrrah!)
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