Lyrics Papoose – All

This for the future queens, Congratulations
Happy birthday, happy sweet 16
This for the homies in the belly of the beast
All the brothers on post release

Got a phone call on my iphone 5
Farah Conor wanna meet you
He coming to the stall
I started thinking with my third eye
About the blessing of me
And the great leader NY
Alot of ballas in Chicago kings is passing
One of the brothers gave the family a fruit basket
Word is vow
He said instead of giving a fruit basket
We should give them fruits of Islam
Thank them force prominence then I listen
He said he wanted to thank me for speaking wisdom
Do my raps that was my mission
To spread wise words so now in my finish
Do I retire? Do I continue?
Knowledge is food for thought what’s on the menu
Work hard give it your all all reign supreme
Nursuring my dream

Hook:
I gotta get my groom back like Stella
Parafernalia
You’ve been here before this looks familiar
I tried my best some got a failure
I got a 3 letter word to tell you
A L L, when the money was short I kept it tall

Reality shows how sad it is
Have a good show they gotta act like savages
Straight disrespecting each other
Girl fights, everybody sexing eachother
What happened to the Cosby shows, good memories
TV shows used to have integrity
Who carries the light, illuminati
Nicki Minaj said she voting for Mitt Romney
She gotta learn to love herself
Then she gonna vote for her own and not somebody else
Damn, RIP to Chris Lightey
Red alert told me you spoke highly
You took 1.5 we shine brightly
But when you left the building they got grinding
I’m moving forward the past is behind me
Giving my all, we almighty

Hook:
I gotta get my groom back like Stella
Parafernalia
You’ve been here before this looks familiar
I tried my best some got a failure
I got a 3 letter word to tell you
A L L, when the money was short I kept it tall
Before I could walk I had to crawl
If it’s time to go I can’t stall
A L L, I gave it my all