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latino parables - superior james lyrics

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[superior james]

if i could do one last thing good
i’d put on for my hood yeah
(if i could do one last thing good)

last wish got the bullet to my dome
i’d put on my for my hood yeah
(got the bullet to my dome ahhh)

pergatory form bet im goin put that i
put on my for my people
(bet i’m goin put that i)

need a face for the case it’s all good cause i
i put on my for my people yeah

5 minutes out for a ride
we brown and we proud
blessed to be alive
rest with love
l x
tikri, & whoever else
two of montebello’s own
but they lookin down
got me lost in my zone
got me writing these songs
i hit aaron
when i need to hear
a voice on the phone
(yo whats good b?)
let way too many b*tches
in to my life
20 candles in
but i feel 2 9
change is good
carry round much
but i’ll never carry dimes
we’ll attract l*st
l*st loves pain
the pain love cuffs
how i wanna be suge
but i’m looking up to puff?
another brown man lost
but it is not worth
my moms tears
you can bet i’m goin persevere
with my conscience clear
my dear please don’t step
on my cortez
understand when you steppin round
the cortez

if i could do one last thing good
i’d put on for my hood yeah
(if i could do one last thing good)

last wish got the bullet to my dome
i’d put on my for my hood yeah
(got the bullet to my dome ahhh)

pergatory form bet im goin put that i
put on my for my people
(bet i’m goin put that i)

need a face for the case it’s all good cause i
i put on my for my people yeah

{$way}

chafa prada jeans last thing you put on dawg, let’s be honest
like the lights in atlantis you ain’t ever been on
pep talk with myself on the beat like…
go off
tired of this lil talk
coming from a broke soul
trynna close an escrow
coming back from a broke home
made it in a big city
kinda hard to stay low
talking to these young bulls
i feel superior
could be the liquor
like you a christian father
boy you’ll never hit her
im off the f*cken 60 chillin with the city’s finest
wondering how they claiming that they next and they ain’t grinding
always throwing shade but that ain’t ever stop my shining
i told em i’ll never lose now they looking in denial
walking in my shoes boy you wouldn’t make the mile
i’m from the northeast n i ain’t talking bout the nile
worry about my forces being whiter than your smile yeah for real…

{miguel a. estrada guitar solo}

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