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jensen kirk - " it's hot outside / you tha one" lyrics

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[verse 1: jensen kirk]

see momma ain’t raise no fool//

run outside you lose//

sun beamin off that sun block too//

sun beamin off that black glock tool//

now that’s blood on your noose//

blood on your pro club, blood on your shoes//

pick & choose//

picnic or pick-a-n-gg- same rules//

different game who choose//

not you, different chain same c–n//

see momma ain’t raise no fool//

this the land of the lost you can get dug up too//

see the mission to proposition the coast with a truce//

see momma ain’t raise no fool//

eat your fruit, don’t eat they food//

teach your kind, don’t erase from mines//

erased minds thats the white mans crime//

said white mans plan to erase time//

right your books then f-ck your dimes//

(chorus)

momma ain’t raise no fool//

had to change my clothes jus to hop on the bus to school//

i said

momma ain’t raise no foo//

from the city i grew//

come outside you gone pull yours too//

i said

momma ain’t raise no foo//

put a price on your soul//

you’re going to have to reap what you sew//

i said

momma ain’t raise no fool//

said it’s hot where i grew//

but the sun shine on dog sh-t too//

(verse 2)

momma ain’t raise no fool//

kill a n-gg- like mike //

n-gg- run my jewels //

n-gg- run my loot //

if you run they shoot //

when you die they salute //

the lutenent in blue //

biggest gang i knew //

speaking words into truth //

supreme being //

supreme seeing //

supremacy kill n-gg-s for they ident-ty //

but you n-gg-s ain’t feeling me //

see momma ain’t raise no fool //

i ain’t running with no crack in my shoe //

i ain’t running with no dope in my drawls //

matter of fact i ain’t running at all //

and i ain’t ducking the law //

i ain’t playing politics with you p-ssys no more//

settle the score//

from the womb i come //

you shoot, we bust back that’s the city we from//

screaming f-ck the one’s //

you took too many of my brothers and this sh-t ain’t done//

and my momma ain’t finna bury her son //

not today, no

(bridge)

it’s oh so hot in the city//

it’s oh so hot in the mother f-cking city//

(verse 3)

momma boy crazy//

only one who raised me//

momma is my lady//

so n-gg- don’t play me//

sh-t can get shady//

dr. dre can’t save me//

stuck in the same city that made me//

oh well//

put n-gg-s on retail//

pull they card for the wholesale//

see i might derail//

i’m faded i need bail//

i might get locked up for killing a female//

these n-gg-s is b-tch made//

they might get it a bit late//

jealousy is a hoe trait//

we get it you need sp-ce//

you rapping to save face//

i’m rapping so my n-gg-s don’t catch em’ a gun case//

up state//

get locked up, no key, away//

the law is a white b-tch, n-gg-s is oj//

run until you break some more records, it’s ok!//

but my n-gg- remember you the shining sun/

and never fear man kuz man fear gun//

man fear power lost man have none//

lost man incompetent lost man poke fun//

lost man destroy to build what’s arleady been done//

so please don’t let em’ kill your spirit, cause n-gg-…

- jensen kirk lyrics

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