Lyrics:
but I forget
It's so strong, it's so strong, it's so strong
Didn't I seem like I'm catching something
That's because it's true
I can't deny it, I
hopping along, when suddenly he comes and cures me.
One minute I'm a leper with a trade, next moment me livelihood's gone.
Not so much as a by your leave.
Several months that he has
Emerged as something else, a public figure
On the national stage though it
Seems cynical to say so
This can partially be
Down the block, there's an antique shop
And something in my head said, "Stop," so I walked in
On the counter was a cardboard box
And the sign
of Emilia-Romagna. It’s a warm September morning and the piazza is crowded with people, watched over by the lofty bell tower of the 12th century Basilica of San
the rooster’s legs by throwing his whip. Heavy clouds now darken the sky and a strong wind begins to blow.
Running hard, in a last desperate attempt, Leonard
Charles Laney dope as heroine in a needle
Wave underground,
Something like a beetle,
Stunting on you like I'm Evil Knievel
On my bike, every knight, we so
And by the way, you rappin' Nigga's,
I don't like you neitha'.
I mean, "either," proper gramma',
Pop a camera, man on that rap, DVD propaganda.
Yeah,
And by the way, you rappin' Nigga's,
I don't like you neitha'.
I mean, "either," proper gramma',
Pop a camera, man on that rap, DVD propaganda.
Yeah,
Chrislam (Chea!)
That's not a thing so I place this John
In your chicks palm
Give her something beautiful to kiss on
'Till I spit one to her lip balm
and so's don't want to start a war
That require that they write some more
And that's something that they cant endure
That's something that they cant perform
it
Mind so foggy its crowded
On the Rez smokin' cabbage
Fuckin' around so whats the damage
Cut off the fake because you know I have it
Posted in
In a small cafe on a crowded night
In a spot of light stands the singer
Then the band begins and the beat is strong
And the room belongs
In a small café
On a crowded night
In a spot of light
Stands the singer,
And the band begins
And the beat is strong
And the room belongs
ooh ah sound
I'ma push up on ya slow
Get ya right by the end of the night
Do something sweet
Like massage ya feet
And put Pretty Ricky cd
Triple X, dvd's, I got a whole stack in
Was snapped out of my daydream by something that I seen
I left the tissue full of spunk on the floor by my jeans
It
to the league so they ain't even out of ... Mind states to add to the daily race ... making it crowded...
The party got em hot cool out ... On streets I tower..
heard the top's already crowded
I, already knew that I could make it far
Why aim for the moon, when there's so much to see in distant stars?
Why let
out, I don't have jack to wear
You know I gots to look dipped in the fresh new gear
Cool I found something so I ironed it
I then got caught up
that ooh ahh sound
I'ma push up on ya slow
Get ya right by the end of the night
Do something sweet
Like massage ya feet
And put Pretty Ricky cd
You just gotta stay strong bro
That’s all it is if you focus on yo goal
& everybody can see clearly
What you wanna put
Out in the world bruh, at some
They actually want
The house smaller so they can be closer
To us
We plant the seed in the vine
All we need is sunshine
(Let me catch that, they say)
All
disappear
Bitch if I want it I take I'm tryna be great that's something you cannot erase
Drafted my team by the bank so we in the ranks
ATM is bouta break
See
khakis I’m locced out
Got naked hoes in a dope house
Put them hoes on a DVD
Show them hoes what this 'pimp bout
I’m pill poppin’ feds is watchin’
I hopped
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