Oh Yeah (Our Babies) (其他)歌词-Saigon

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Suckers could not survive without philoso-phy

When somebody dies, you see why

I'm not suprised?

Had a plot to rise since

I looked in the doctor's eyes

Since I started drinkin milk through what's homogenized

I would strive with or without a pops to provide

Moms still cries 'cause she fell for a crock of lies

I try to teach her to fight her fears

I try to teach her to wipe her tears

Don't worry, **** gon' be aight this year

I'm at the top of my game, just watch for my name

Better off poppin my brain than poppin my chain (dang!)

I claim king without droppin a thing

When they ask if

I'm the best,

I reminisce of the bing and think... [LeAlan Jones

When I was ten,

I seen my first automatic weapon

A Glock Nine -- two clips. [Lloyd Newman

I seen all kinds of guns -- .44, .22, (Techs!)

Techs. I saw rifles.

Mac 10, Mac 11.

Living around here.

You hear shooting all the time. [Saigon

Damn.. The drama's pitiful, lil' niggaz is homicid-ical

Couple meals ago, shorty was eatin through his umbilical

Now he feels he unkillable, **** is all amazing

The wrong altercation'll leave his ass with a long abrasion

I try to make my life de-focal through rhymes

These niggaz do vocal booth crimes,

I shot niggaz multiple times

You sold a few dimes, but when you rappin, you the crack king

I sold it to whites when you thought it was just a black thing

I'm filled with this realness, rappers happen to lack it

I'm flabbergasted you got a platinum plaque for that wack ****

All the real gangstas, they on their way to bein dead or in jail

They don't make records to sell [Lloyd Newman

I asked my father,

Chill, what his best memories of my mother are. ['Chill'

Me and her have fun, putting our feet in the water together

We were sober then... but once we started gettin high..

Them memories gone...

They gone.

Why are you drinking?

I don't understand why

I'm drinking.

Do you think you're gonna stop?

Yeah, I'm going to rehab, and take care of myself.

What do you drink?

I drink about two or three pints of wine a day.

But it ain't helping me, ain't doin nothin' but killing me.

Don't people understand it's destroying you?

If it's destroying you, why do you still drink?

Do you think you've been a good father?

Yes, I have, to the best capability

I could.

I have no further questions. [Saigon

The drama's pitiful, lil' niggaz is homicid-ical

Couple meals ago, shorty was eatin through his umbilical

Now he feels he unkillable, **** is all amazing

The wrong altercation'll leave his ass with a long abrasion

I try to make my life de-focal through rhymes

These niggaz do vocal booth crimes,

I shot niggaz multiple times

You sold a few dimes, but when you rappin, you the crack king

I sold it to whites when you thought it was just a black thing

I'm filled with this realness, rappers happen to lack it

I'm flabbergasted you got a platinum plaque for that wack ****

All the real gangstas, they on their way to bein dead or in jail

They don't make records to sell

They don't make records to sell

They don't make records to sell

They don't make records to sell

They don't make records to sell

They don't make records to sell