Bless Ya'Soul - Send A Dove (RIP Shock G)

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Peace Shock G
You could tell from everyday fits, I ain't rich
(Yup, yup yup, yup, yup yup)
Just another black man caught up in the mix
(Caught up in the mix, caught up in the mix)
You could tell from my everyday fits, I ain't rich
(Yup, yup yup, yup, yup yup)
Still tryna make a dollar out of 15 cents
(A dime and a nickel)
Right around the time the underground went digital
I was dreaming to the max cause the stress was minimal
We was dancing on the couches, rapping, hardly could hit a tune
Granny in the kitchen like don't fuck up my living room
Now I need living room
Give me some space
You hear the grooves, let vibes put a twist in your waist
I know that life's fender benders put a dent in your faith
Never prayed to live forever cause' that's really a waste
Remember days when we couldn't be trash
We knew things could come between us but it wouldn't be cash
But now I sing the same song, what's up with the love
Freaks of the industry, for shock G, I send a dove
You could tell from everyday fits, I ain't rich
(Yup, yup yup, yup, yup yup)
Just another black man caught up in the mix
(Caught up in the mix, caught up in the mix)
You could tell from my everyday fits, I ain't rich
(Yup, yup yup, yup, yup yup)
Still tryna make a dollar out of 15 cents
(A dime and a nickel)
Kiss me and I'll kiss you back
The return of the crazy one
Bet it's sex packets on the floor when your lady come
Then she gotta go cause' these goals in my cranium
Good thing we're rapping
Rhyming on the funk
Want the sunroof top with the diamond on the trunk
I ain't blinded to the blessings that's provided from a stump
I just had to take a leap cause' it's time to make it jump, yup
I'm one who put the satin on ya panties
Not the one that's only rapping for a Grammy
I really gotta make it happen, understand me
On second thought, you don't have to understand me
You could tell from everyday fits, I ain't rich
(Yup, yup yup, yup, yup yup)
Just another black man caught up in the mix
(Caught up in the mix, caught up in the mix)
You could tell from my everyday fits, I ain't rich
(Yup, yup yup, yup, yup yup)
Still tryna make a dollar out of 15 cents
(A dime and a nickel)
Do the humpty hump
Do the humpty hump
Do the humpty hump
Do the humpty hump
Do the humpty hump
Do the humpty hump
Do the humpty hump
Do the humpty hump
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Written by:
Ke'Von Harris

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