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o.g tha dude – slaves to it all lyrics

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[intro: o.g the dude]

oooh! (hums)
ah! a little bit of ska for you b-tches
get your p-ssy wet
bring it back! uh!

[verse 1: o.g the dude]
i’m on some higher level sh-t
get your emt up
i’ll leaving you smashing red
like tomatoes, we’ll make you ketchup
i’m too far ahead, y’all n-ggas still trying to catch up
and the feds are always bringing us down, so really what’s up?
i’m just trying to fill the world with new theories
the government thinks i talk too much, that’s why they fear me
and they put me on the adderall
maybe amphetamines aren’t too bad for kids after all
i guess guns a good tool, violence is the answer
gandhi had a f-cking screw loose
i may go buy some guns and take some lessons in kung-fu
and blast a n-gga in his dome, now his forehead’s see-through
but what would that do for me?
you’re my brother and my sister, we are family
and you’re all with me, you’re all with me, yup
so let’s break the chains of slavery

[hook: o.g the dude] (2x)
we’re slaves to the summer
slaves to the winter, slaves to the spring, slaves to the fall
i think we’re slaves to it all

[verse 2: esé michael the mighty maverick]
oh boy the streets will run red
when every n-gga out robs the bakery for it’s bread
better known as the fed and federal common sense equates to rob the hood, a cycle for common cents from the commoners
a breathe for the taking, son, the air is brisk
the criminal caresses the dolce/gabbana laying on his wrist
while he wrings out the very love left in community
whose who can see the mutiny
they call justice buffoonery
reporting live from america
brooknam high noon to deep blue night hysteria
the vision isn’t clear because there’s an embedded glare in us
families gathered round whispering “anchor man, you’re scaring us”
terror-less motherland fighting against what’s known as terror while the terrorist call us far less than vigilantes
i swear they k!ll they own peoples
we share a language, nation, steeples but we still aren’t seen as equals. joven

[hook: o.g the dude]

[ad-lib: esé michael the mighty maverick]
americo



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