Lyrics:
hearts pumping man it's steady fuckin' racing
Bitch I came to entertain all the games that we play
Bitch I came to entertain all the games that we play
By
with some rules
Ayy, JoJo, I need you to take notes too
Don't take me off the deluxe album that no one gives a fuck about
Take me off the original too
as
My spirit's supernatural
They feel it through Seattle
I went to Berkeley back home
No matter where we at though
The love is never cancelled
Ay,
Yo hip-hop, started out in the heart
Uh-huh, yo
Now everybody tryin to chart
Say what? Hip-hop, started out in the heart
Yo, now everybody tryin
drive fast, and I drive as far west as anyone can drive
Eight thousand miles from Lithuania and if I could escape
By driving further then I would, but
a reflection of your heart. That words alone could never capture. When I write a Christmas song, it is almost always born from a moment in my life, inspired by
[Intro: Killah Priest]
Good evening ladies and gentlemen
Welcome to +Priesthood+
If you purchased this album from a store
Or you got a copy from
The only man who can fix it, got hit by my car
It's never too late to say it's too late
The end of every road could split in two ways
I wrote a whole album
Everything you will hear in this album
Everything,
Are my thoughts and feelings on what’s happened to me this past year
Jeremiah
I’ve been having
Catalyst by New Found Glory
Kings of Leon Only by the Night
Aha Shake Heartbreak
Nirvana Nevermind to make my heart ache
Tom Petty and The Heartbreakers
Hot
the fuck you going now?
Not a day goes by where I don't think about you
Couldn't tell you how I feel so I wrote an album
She stole my heart, discounted
Cupid
"Brown Sugar" by D'Angelo
In Los Angele's, like an Evangelist
I can introduce you to your maker
Bring you closer to nature
Ashes after they cremate you
than a bachelor pad
We’re here to take our city back - capture the flag
Setting next year’s fads, y’all still rappin’ ‘bout swag
Get your album shrink
me up everyday like what you waiting on
Archie and MK call me up every hour like
When you gonna drop that album man, you're taking long
Man look, can't
album was real, but I called it a joke
Can't say how I feel, cuz they think it's a joke
He's TT, he can't feel a thing!
I pour out my heart every time
full of love for you
My life has been waiting for your love
My arms have been waiting for your love to arrive
My heart has been waiting
My soul
but in my heart you've got me handcuffs
I deleted all our photos but there's still an album in my head
My brother still asks about you
And when you're
Say, this is the realist shit I ever wrote or I said
Wake up with it everyday and take it with me to bed
Hurting my heart and hanging over my head
Say, this is the realist shit I ever wrote or I said
Wake up with it everyday and take it with me to bed
Hurting my heart and hanging over my head
signs
Still I climb, rockstar, Third Eye Blind (I began to lose control)
I was bored by these albums, so it gotta be time
No reward for the latter, so
this album in a frame
Watch me spit, this finna be flames
Saved by the bell, you know this one gon' be swell
Every story that I tell, spitting rhymes
and come on through
You know what fuckin happens
Every time I drop an album
And top the charts like I'm Malcolm
And how come a white man rapping
Is seen
rebuilding
87 Billion dollars spent by our so-called government
Yet we need textbooks and medicare
Shoes and clothes for boys and girls to wear
I must teach
to follow my heart
Not what anybody thought
And fought my insecurities to rock the whole city
Southside to the CD
With rhymes and graffiti
For these crimes
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