This song is for my mama This song is for you Hey MrPresident Tomorrow I'm paying my rent My fuel is runnin' low And I've got places to go Quit slowin
back And see what I've been without Now I've made up my mind To make this work with you Cause you and no one else, fills me like you do See my father
when I pull up in that light thing (yeah), I put a hurtin' on, I got the curtains drawn, whoever ain't gettin' sh-ted on, I'm squirtin' on, I'm in that
hat will be popping like the sample that I'm rhyming with Pete Rock, let the needle drop I seen so much as a kid they surprised I don't needle pop taking
i let go i still wont d-rop [Chorus] I am the Rhyming Oasis I got a cup of ya time I wont waste it I got my foot on the line I'm not racin' I thank god
I be talking more shit, they nauseous Hold up, I'll be here forever you know I'm on my fall shit And I ain't waiting for closure, I will never forfeit
Who am I living for? Is this my limit? Can I endure some more? Chances are giving Questions existing Who am I living for? Is this my limit? Can I endure
before I go? (Dear Father) I'm hungry, I'm cold (Dear Father) Feeling terribly old (Dear Father) I don't think I can see I'm not feeling good like I think I
I'm showing you that I will be ordering itch Inside the new world, doing what I got to do to make Brown for my seeds I will bleed before a man tries to
Front on me, I'm on ya aaaaass! I bring money to my niggas, that bring death to my enemies! [police sirens] I bring money to my niggas, that bring death
way Say I....I I'm going to keep it gangster Ima make it hot If you feeling like I do, then people throw your hands up Say I.....I You want to dance
my name And I swear it baby It feels like ooh You don't know my name (Round and round and round we go, will you ever know?) I'm sayin', he don't even
night they drove old Dixie down And all the people were singing They went, "La, la, la" Like my father before me, I will work the land And like my brother
reach And the lonely times have been like poison, child I wish I could practise what I preach Then I can release these feelings that I've been Holding deep inside I
you go, my baby I will be your father figure Put your tiny hand in mine I will be your preacher teacher Anything you have in mind I will be your father
's where my ends I want your sex I want your love I want your sex I want your sex It's playing on my mind It's dancing on my soul It's taken so much