ACEYALONE WITH RJD2 - Cornbread, Eddie & Me lyrics

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[Aceyalone]

Aiyyo the police short Cornbread in the street

And they just killed Cochise over a beat

Ah man, I'm just a brother whose intentions are good

Oh lord, please don't let me be misunderstood

I gotta 10 fifty-fo' under the hood

Several stages of lifespan, damned if I would

be a dope when it's not a laughin matter

Modern contemporary man still hunt and gather data

They want glamour, the priceless prize

Give 'em a torch and they put the fire to your eyes

Give 'em a inch they take a yard and they pull your card

Throw a wrench so far in yours it'll leave a scar

Raise the bar, I pass it with the right scholastics

They made it plastic, that's why they couldn't grasp it

I always knew that you would fail me

Once shame on me twice you shouldn't have to tell me

And I'll be damned if I'll let you get away with that

I just ain't playin that, that's that bullshit!

Jardine and the kids tryin to make ends me

Half dead and do dirty as some God damn thiefs

Yo - hold your head up, you only got your life left

Make the right step and don't sing the wrong song

Fight somebody your own damn size

You dead wrong, thinkin you won't meet yo' demise

This baby here, gon' grow up to be a king

I don't know how you seein things, but that's a fact

It'll be over my dead body

if I let you put a mother{fuckin} monkey on his back

Shit ain't changed, it's just the choices

The voices in your head sayin do what you don't gotta do

They scared of themselves which means that they scared of me

And them the same, punk-ass fools that shot at you

The lord giveth and he taketh away

God bless that I can live to see another day

And if I had it my way I'd hang you all by the neck

Have some respect, I'll serve and protect

Aiyyo the police short Cornbread in the street

And they just killed Cochise over a beat

And if my teachers could see you now

They'll take your head, cause you probably wouldn't even bow

You ain't humble, you mumble jumble

Your tower of so-called power'll crumble

You killed my uncle, put a dagger through my brother's heart

I need another start, cause if I knew then

what I know now, it'll be wild

Booyaka! Booyaka! I'll put you in the ground

A peaceful man ain't got no place here

I guess you wanna see 'em all die with the lambs

I face fear everyday 'til the space is clear

Then I fight 'em like a man cause it's what I am

Somebody told me the road to freedom is lonely

but I swear I ain't goin on my own

I'm takin my sisters, my families, my homies

Now I'm about to take this mother(fucker) home

Aiyyo the police short Cornbread in the street

And they just killed Cochise over a beat

Jardine and the kids tryin to make ends me

Half dead and do dirty as some God damn thiefs