HOPE
I wanted to delete this but it won't let me. 1 2 3 4 2 2 3 4 3 2 3 4 4 2 3 4 Hope is a four letter word With a big problem Ain't no motherf*ckers Find it in awhile Looks on the streets, yeah Lookin real bleak, yeah F*g hag alleyways Strong and the meek, yeah Man he got a problem You know he Can't solve em Poverty columns Rows in the street, yeah Bandoned houses Bums with no feet, yeah Ain't nun to eat If you brag Take a seat Hope is a four letter word With a big problem Ain't no motherfuckers Find it in awhile Looks on the streets, yeah Lookin real bleak, yeah F*g hag alleyways Strong and the meek, yeah I'm ready Are you ready? x2 Yeah! Momma was a hooker And my daddy was a deadbeat First dog fight that I saw Was at ten weeks Infancy With a glock In my car seat Robbin motherf*ckers As a teenager On these streets Hope you understand, man I don't like the man, stand I am not a fan, then I got motherf*ckers lining dimes up in my hands, man Cocaine wonderland and Mexican sand Beaches in Jamaica With a pretty lady friend And we might be f*ckin But you better understand If there ain't no love Then I don't gotta take no stand Hope is a four letter word With a big problem Ain't no motherf*ckers Find it in awhile Looks on the streets, yeah Lookin real bleak, yeah F*g hag alleyways Strong and the meek, yeah 1 2 3 4 2 2 3 4
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I wanted to delete this but it won't let me. 1 2 3 4 2 2 3 4 3 2 3 4 4 2 3 4 Hope is a four letter word With a big problem Ain't no motherf*ckers Find it in awhile Looks on the streets, yeah Lookin real bleak, yeah F*g hag alleyways Strong and the meek, yeah Man he got a problem You know he Can't solve em Poverty columns Rows in the street, yeah Bandoned houses Bums with no feet, yeah Ain't nun to eat If you brag Take a seat Hope is a four letter word With a big problem Ain't no motherfuckers Find it in awhile Looks on the streets, yeah Lookin real bleak, yeah F*g hag alleyways Strong and the meek, yeah I'm ready Are you ready? x2 Yeah! Momma was a hooker And my daddy was a deadbeat First dog fight that I saw Was at ten weeks Infancy With a glock In my car seat Robbin motherf*ckers As a teenager On these streets Hope you understand, man I don't like the man, stand I am not a fan, then I got motherf*ckers lining dimes up in my hands, man Cocaine wonderland and Mexican sand Beaches in Jamaica With a pretty lady friend And we might be f*ckin But you better understand If there ain't no love Then I don't gotta take no stand Hope is a four letter word With a big problem Ain't no motherf*ckers Find it in awhile Looks on the streets, yeah Lookin real bleak, yeah F*g hag alleyways Strong and the meek, yeah 1 2 3 4 2 2 3 4