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Tazzy - Rolling Stone (feat. Carnell Carvin) Lyrics



Tazzy - Rolling Stone (feat. Carnell Carvin) Lyrics
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I said my Daddy was a rolling stone
Rolling stone
He never made it back home
Never made it back home, no no
And Mama always had to work
Had to work
At least she makes it back home
In time to put the food on the table
If I gots to do
What I'm gonna do
Then I'm gonna do it
I'm gonna to do it for you
Papers screaming bloody, bloody murder
If I gots to do
What I'm gonna do
Then I'm gonna do it
I'm gonna do it for you
Papers screaming bloody, bloody murder
Hey
Man my mothers been working for years
Blood, sweat and tears
But I ain't never seen a comma on the paycheque
You wanna know a nigga fears
Not getting a chance to tell her
That we made it
Now she ain't never gotta pay shit
But I just haven't had my day yet
Still nine to five
Out here slavin'
Writing all these rhymes
Describing how my f*cking day went
You think this could be the reason
I could finally buy that spaceship
Like Ye did
But they tell me
Don't let them hate you like Ye man
Rather be alone, you think we all started as caveman
My thought's just starts to cave in
Breaking news
Another young black kid found on pavements
And I can't stop the wars
And man it rains when it pours and it happens
Like everyday man
Numb to all the pain
I try stay clear of all the media
Reporting all the rage but have no clue
Bout how they treating us
The papers they gon eat it up
Probably every clip
Brings them closer to another tax bracket fit man
I done peeped enough
Shame in this world
To figure there ain't been much
Change in this world
But if one things for true
Then I done came in this world
To show you mother f*ckers
I bring pain for this world
I bring pain for this world man
Daddy was a rolling stone
Rolling stone
He never made it back home
Never made it back home, no no
And Mama always had to work
Had to work
At least she makes it back home
In time to put the food on the table
If I gots to do
What I'm gonna do
Then I'm gonna do it
I'm gonna do it for you
Papers screaming bloody, bloody murder
If I gots to do
What I'm gonna do
Then I'm gonna do it
I'm gonna do it for you
Papers screaming bloody, bloody murder
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I said my Daddy was a rolling stone
Rolling stone
He never made it back home
Never made it back home, no no
And Mama always had to work
Had to work
At least she makes it back home
In time to put the food on the table
If I gots to do
What I'm gonna do
Then I'm gonna do it
I'm gonna to do it for you
Papers screaming bloody, bloody murder
If I gots to do
What I'm gonna do
Then I'm gonna do it
I'm gonna do it for you
Papers screaming bloody, bloody murder
Hey
Man my mothers been working for years
Blood, sweat and tears
But I ain't never seen a comma on the paycheque
You wanna know a nigga fears
Not getting a chance to tell her
That we made it
Now she ain't never gotta pay shit
But I just haven't had my day yet
Still nine to five
Out here slavin'
Writing all these rhymes
Describing how my f*cking day went
You think this could be the reason
I could finally buy that spaceship
Like Ye did
But they tell me
Don't let them hate you like Ye man
Rather be alone, you think we all started as caveman
My thought's just starts to cave in
Breaking news
Another young black kid found on pavements
And I can't stop the wars
And man it rains when it pours and it happens
Like everyday man
Numb to all the pain
I try stay clear of all the media
Reporting all the rage but have no clue
Bout how they treating us
The papers they gon eat it up
Probably every clip
Brings them closer to another tax bracket fit man
I done peeped enough
Shame in this world
To figure there ain't been much
Change in this world
But if one things for true
Then I done came in this world
To show you mother f*ckers
I bring pain for this world
I bring pain for this world man
Daddy was a rolling stone
Rolling stone
He never made it back home
Never made it back home, no no
And Mama always had to work
Had to work
At least she makes it back home
In time to put the food on the table
If I gots to do
What I'm gonna do
Then I'm gonna do it
I'm gonna do it for you
Papers screaming bloody, bloody murder
If I gots to do
What I'm gonna do
Then I'm gonna do it
I'm gonna do it for you
Papers screaming bloody, bloody murder
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Writer: Tamara Williams
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Written by: Tamara Williams

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