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๐Ÿ‘ค Makaveli โ€ข ๐ŸŽผ The Don Killuminati: The 7 Day Theory โ€ข โฑ๏ธ 3:59
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โฑ๏ธ 3:59 duration
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๐Ÿ“œ Lyrics

My homeboys in Clinton And Rikers Island
All the penitentiaries
Mumia, Mutulu, Geronimo Pratt
All the political Prisoners
San Quinton
All the jailhouses
I'm with you

Yeah
One Thug, One Thug
How do we keep the music playing

One Thug, One Thug

I wake up early in the morning
Mind state so military
Suckas fantasizing
Pictures of a young brother buried
Was it me
The Weed
Or this life I lead
If daytime is for suckas then tonight we breathe
Out for all that
Knowing that this world brings drawbacks
Look how they shiver
Once I deliver these war raps
Meet me at the cemetery dressed in black
Tonight we
Honor the dead, those who won't be back
So if I die do the same for me
Shed no tears
An Outlaw, thug living in this game for years
Why worry?
Hope to God
Get me high when I'm buried
Knowing deep inside only a few love me
Don't rush me through the gates of heaven
Let me picture for a while
How I lived from my days as a child
I wonder now
How do we outlast, always get cash

Stay strong if we all mash
Hold Your head

How do we keep the music playing
(You got to hold your head)
How do we get ahead
(Hold your head)
Too many young black brothers are dying
(You got to hold your head)
Living fast, too fast
(Hahaha)

These felonies be like prophecies
Begging me to stop
Cause these lawyers getting money every time they knock us
Snatch they pockets lyrically
Suckas flee when they notice
Switched my name to Makaveli
Had the rap game closed
Expose foes, with my hocus pocus flows, they froze
Now suckas idolize my chosen blows
And more money, mean litigating
More playa hating
Got a cell at the Penn for me waiting
Is this my fate?
Miss me with that misdemeanor thinking
We fall back
Never had too much Tequilla drinking
We all that
Make them understand me
You lie to say my posse
Everyone roll with me is family
Cause every bodies got me
Watch me paint a perfect vision
This life we living
Got us all meeting up in prison
Last week I got a letter from my road dog
Written in blood
Saying Please show a young playa love
Hold your head
Hold it

How do we keep the music playing
(You got to hold your head)
How do we get ahead
(C'Mon, Hold your head)
Too many young black brothers are dying
(Yes, hold hold your head)
Living fast, too fast
(Weed got me thinking in my mind)

God bless the child that can hold is own
Indeed
Enemies bleed when I hold my chrome
Let these words be the last
To my unborn seeds
Hope to raise my young nation in this world of greed
Currency means nothing if you still ain't free
Money breeds jealousy, take the game from me
I hope for better days
Trouble comes naturally
Running from authorities
Till they capture me
And my aim, is to spread more smiles than tears
Utilize lessons learned from my childhood years
Maybe mama had it all right
Rest your head
Straight conversation all night
Bless the dead
To the homies that I used to have
That no longer roll
Catch a brother at the crossroads
Plus, nobody knows my soul
Watching time pass
Through the glass of my drop top Rolls
Hold your head

How do we keep the music playing
(You got to hold your head)
How do we get ahead
(No matter how hard it gets, feel me, c'mon)
(Hold your head)
Too many young black brothers are dying
(Smoke some weed, drink a drink, read a book,
Watch the stars, get some pussy, whatever)
Living fast, too fast

How do we keep the music playing
(Yes, you got to hold your head)
How do we get ahead

โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics

[00:04.50] My homeboys in Clinton And Rikers Island
[00:08.16] All the penitentiaries
[00:09.53] Mumia, Mutulu, Geronimo Pratt
[00:11.66] All the political Prisoners
[00:13.22] San Quinton
[00:14.85] All the jailhouses
[00:17.25] I'm with you
[00:18.48] Yeah
[00:19.88] One Thug, One Thug
[00:22.36] How do we keep the music playing
[00:25.27] One Thug, One Thug
[00:29.96] I wake up early in the morning
[00:31.62] Mind state so military
[00:33.01] Suckas fantasizing
[00:33.95] Pictures of a young brother buried
[00:35.44] Was it me
[00:36.19] The Weed
[00:37.05] Or this life I lead
[00:38.29] If daytime is for suckas then tonight we breathe
[00:40.92] Out for all that
[00:41.98] Knowing that this world brings drawbacks
[00:44.13] Look how they shiver
[00:45.48] Once I deliver these war raps
[00:46.75] Meet me at the cemetery dressed in black
[00:49.03] Tonight we
[00:49.87] Honor the dead, those who won't be back
[00:51.87] So if I die do the same for me
[00:53.85] Shed no tears
[00:54.66] An Outlaw, thug living in this game for years
[00:57.46] Why worry?
[00:58.15] Hope to God
[00:59.06] Get me high when I'm buried
[01:00.22] Knowing deep inside only a few love me
[01:02.69] Don't rush me through the gates of heaven
[01:04.43] Let me picture for a while
[01:06.05] How I lived from my days as a child
[01:07.84] I wonder now
[01:09.09] How do we outlast, always get cash
[01:12.03] Stay strong if we all mash
[01:13.53] Hold Your head
[01:16.45] How do we keep the music playing
[01:19.90] (You got to hold your head)
[01:20.88] How do we get ahead
[01:24.87] (Hold your head)
[01:26.02] Too many young black brothers are dying
[01:30.23] (You got to hold your head)
[01:31.52] Living fast, too fast
[01:34.71] (Hahaha)
[01:35.89] These felonies be like prophecies
[01:37.91] Begging me to stop
[01:39.03] Cause these lawyers getting money every time they knock us
[01:41.67] Snatch they pockets lyrically
[01:43.25] Suckas flee when they notice
[01:44.42] Switched my name to Makaveli
[01:45.72] Had the rap game closed
[01:47.28] Expose foes, with my hocus pocus flows, they froze
[01:50.09] Now suckas idolize my chosen blows
[01:52.40] And more money, mean litigating
[01:54.23] More playa hating
[01:55.86] Got a cell at the Penn for me waiting
[01:57.66] Is this my fate?
[01:58.79] Miss me with that misdemeanor thinking
[02:00.82] We fall back
[02:02.08] Never had too much Tequilla drinking
[02:03.38] We all that
[02:04.16] Make them understand me
[02:05.23] You lie to say my posse
[02:06.53] Everyone roll with me is family
[02:08.04] Cause every bodies got me
[02:09.47] Watch me paint a perfect vision
[02:11.16] This life we living
[02:12.20] Got us all meeting up in prison
[02:13.99] Last week I got a letter from my road dog
[02:16.63] Written in blood
[02:17.86] Saying Please show a young playa love
[02:19.90] Hold your head
[02:20.77] Hold it
[02:21.68] How do we keep the music playing
[02:25.61] (You got to hold your head)
[02:26.57] How do we get ahead
[02:30.40] (C'Mon, Hold your head)
[02:32.16] Too many young black brothers are dying
[02:36.14] (Yes, hold hold your head)
[02:37.65] Living fast, too fast
[02:40.68] (Weed got me thinking in my mind)
[02:42.57] God bless the child that can hold is own
[02:44.84] Indeed
[02:46.07] Enemies bleed when I hold my chrome
[02:47.77] Let these words be the last
[02:49.48] To my unborn seeds
[02:50.33] Hope to raise my young nation in this world of greed
[02:53.43] Currency means nothing if you still ain't free
[02:56.28] Money breeds jealousy, take the game from me
[02:58.86] I hope for better days
[02:59.92] Trouble comes naturally
[03:01.27] Running from authorities
[03:03.02] Till they capture me
[03:04.46] And my aim, is to spread more smiles than tears
[03:07.10] Utilize lessons learned from my childhood years
[03:09.97] Maybe mama had it all right
[03:11.53] Rest your head
[03:12.76] Straight conversation all night
[03:14.56] Bless the dead
[03:15.41] To the homies that I used to have
[03:17.39] That no longer roll
[03:18.13] Catch a brother at the crossroads
[03:19.92] Plus, nobody knows my soul
[03:22.97] Watching time pass
[03:24.12] Through the glass of my drop top Rolls
[03:26.13] Hold your head
[03:27.64] How do we keep the music playing
[03:30.53] (You got to hold your head)
[03:33.19] How do we get ahead
[03:36.89] (No matter how hard it gets, feel me, c'mon)
[03:38.49] (Hold your head)
[03:39.36] Too many young black brothers are dying
[03:42.26] (Smoke some weed, drink a drink, read a book,
[03:43.63] Watch the stars, get some pussy, whatever)
[03:46.34] Living fast, too fast
[03:48.24] How do we keep the music playing
[03:53.42] (Yes, you got to hold your head)
[03:55.17] How do we get ahead
[03:57.93]

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