Lyrics:
take your endeavors
And maybe take your shit away from me forever
And ever and ever
And never bring it back to my shows
I suppose it goes without saying
Nobody with me to call my own
I thought I was happy, I thought I was right
But the spirits they helped me last night
By seeing the missary that I have
The way she sway
Can make you go blind fantasizing bout her gold mines
Caught the high, she must be close by
Oh, she fine - oh, she so fine oh, she
rolled
Two thousand years of wrong;
And man, at war with man, hears not
The love-song which they bring;
O hush the noise, ye men of strife,
And hear
changed, I've watched the rain and stormy weather
Flood in my heart, love torn apart by circumstances
But that shouldn't mean that we can't try our second
the world with a sense of relief
For every moment I spent sleeping away the guilt,
I’d die a thousand times to bring you back
And keep you safe from what
Good Evening, it would be uncivilized to bring you this presentation without fair warning
You are about to discover the world of horror
Look no
Now the night before Christmas, I was sitting in my house
And there wasn't nothing moving around, not even a mouse.
The socks were hung by
back at it, dang, it was a [?] tour
We didn't bring no sound.
We just showed up and played some, whatever they had,
And played some music
and conquer
while ya spit
prey upon the frustration
hopeless folks
of a broken nation
yo a'int gonna
bring the jobs back
wish you would
narcissistic trash
War is big biz, ask an economist
Speak in volumes callin' anti-war and anti-American synonymous
Back in the day I would've gotten black listed just for
Fuck fabricated, and commercializing
I'ma bring my block, to MTV
Show love, and do all I can
For all my people, and all my fans
But motherfuckers, be
and pick you up
And anyone who wants to go for a ride
And if you want to have a drink
there's some bottles by the sink
There'll be 20,000 people
She came back to visit, she says
'Cause in some ways, Minneapolis is more real than L.A.
But I won't go to the triple-rock on a tuesday
Too many
burned by the first flame
At least those thoughts come out your brain
Slowly just bring back your love
Let those wild horses breath
Come together you
Lace up your Timbs, Queens, fresh off the blacktop
All foreign recital ? fiends on the backlot
Back alley Bronson always cookin' up a mad plot
Line I die for mine
Stop clinging onto death them shooters caught
You by the dotted line go move to the back
I guess you ain’t tryna stunt
Vultures say
and that's when you see
Who really got ya back
Razzy bring the city joy like the Shaq attack
Black MAC, Benz wagon with the matching hat
This is backpack
count my real niggas
With a hand to five
Had to go up in the house before sundown
System love nobody 'cause the
Kids gettin' gunned down
10 years old,
By the time u Twirl ur punk ass back
Betta have my Grants
Music ain't got nuthin 2 do WiTiT
U in a Trance, Marathon like Nip Huss
Tour De France like
on
What else is there to do
When you're head over heels
For something so surreal
You don't play by the rules
This is my first romance
I'm gonna love you
of Provisions
We humble in nature but love the collisions
Send my youngers on missions
Go get the bag bring back the cheese
Double the G's
Stack up your paper
Fe fi fo, catch a boy by his toe
And if I see his bitch I'ma never let her know
'Cause I'm a freaky bitch and I keep it on the low
Hood boys love
You're hanging on by your fingernails
Will someone bring me back again
Night never needs a reason
The arrogance of love will always know
That when
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