Texty:
The Other The Last Man On Earth

scared that love lived on the edge / Scared of love lived on the ledge / Like love lived on the ledge / As if my love

be nobody homeless How can the president fix other problems when he ain't fixed home yet The earth wasn't made for one man to rule alone To all colors

ya payment How I'm paid? Niggaz are barely a village I spit with a foul mouth like Terrance & Phillip A man or gorilla, my cap toot back like Fred So white bitches jump on

And as the days go by, I thank God for watchin' mines Prayin' that I remained in fire The same man that I was, which starts from the other mind phrase

, it's Soop, Soop, Soop-a-man It's on Hah Well it's the Soopaman Lovah in your motherfuckin town Get down go round and round like shocks on your G-spot

and other days Oh to touch the dream, Hides inside and never seen. Into the sun the south the north, at last the birds have flown The shackles of commitment fell, In pieces on

, spite headband, marked dead man Innermost thoughts locked, dangling from a cross The hotter the heart, the harder, wrapped up Crucified with my chest up, felt forsaken by the Father Wounded rebel in Jerusalem Getting picked on

me happily clappin Big barrels, heavy ammo, man the mammal Packed in commando, rapidly practice supreno Crack my fingers on pianos I torture you with orchestra tackle on

your man a favor and don't curse You're telling me don't curse on a verse, they did it worse First I put a curse on every verse I kind of got outrageous