| Rapping/singing was written and recorded by Kope. Beat produced by Rez the Black Man. His channel is here - www.youtube.com/user/R3zTheBlackMan Lyrics: I talk like a black man Eat like a pac man. Cumberland county know that I'm skinny, I'm not a fat man. But everyday since my uncle died, It is suicide, I so despise, It has now been three times, That the gun looked so nice To my family, what a sham to sleep on. Let me come home. Where I'm meant to be, with my all burkesvillians around me. Laid back, face pressed, up against the glass of the tahoe's window. Smokin' on that grass. We almost crash, 'cause our driver is trashed, But we just laugh. And let the music blast. I ain't disrespekkin but I'm guessin' ya'll need a lesson in how to live. And how to give, yourself to others like they are your brothers, And talk to women like you would your mother. I can't think of a better way. To spend this day. Cruisin' with my brothas in the shade. Can you relate? Spread the love all around because hey. No one wants hate. Ain't listenin' to anything they say. We're renegades. Love one another I walk like a crack man, Act like I stack grams. I'm just waiting on the day That music let's me stack grands. I know that's not what life's about, You took the words right out my mouth. But I would like some stability, Cause that is what is real to me. And I am a friend of thee, so I need you to believe in me. There is nothing more important than the way you hold your head. So I don't turn my ... |
