Lyrics:
snakes, they will be dead
Tears of joy run down my cheek onto the soil
I would trick off on your bitch but she ain't loyal
Nothin' but love for you
Ayy yo, mommy
It's my first album
You know I had to do something for you
Real street niggas know, man
Sometimes out here, it's like, all you
in time breakfast for that Good Ole sour
Grits eggs and cheese in the mood or Some pancakes
Game face on and I'm good have a Good day
Yesterday was
in the womb
I blow like balloon
Thank you guys for some of your time
Top five, nigga, dead or alive, Q
He who finds a wife has found a good thing
to find something men you got to be searching
soon time for a wife and I should marry a friend
one through
September 24th, '91, hey world, here we come
Bassline to "Buggin' Out" soundin' dumb (uh-huh)
Fast forward, November 9th, '93, no time for play
Pickin' up
real
Trusted niggas in a place where I lay and pay bills
Cried to Ann so many times
She know the sound when I'm hurt
I feel I'm asleep in the Benz
sprees
Budget lists, the call times and mode boards for all this shit
I put my life on the line
This album all I got, with the time and the effort no ways
to get to work, I gotta fill up my gas
Was down bad, ain't release for like a year and a half
And looking back, the whole time, that was the fear that I
as before
Raptor world (Aye)
Im killing the feeling of silence and witness
Just open the door (Yuh)
Keep striving for more
Calling to me ya, quieren mi
(please come home)
I can't wait (tonight)
I can't wait (whoo)
For your time, you're so fine
You're always on my mind
'cause baby I can't wait, I
I can't wait (whoo)
For your time, you're so fine
You're always on my mind
'cause baby I can't wait, I can't wait
I can't wait, no can't wait
can't wait (please come home)
I can't wait (tonight)
I can't wait (whoo)
For your time, you're so fine
You're always on my mind
Cuz baby I can't
You need to get off the internet (internet), you need to get you a life
Why you waste time just to comment on shit? (Comment on shit)
'Specially shit
like a million times
Across the table from my girl and don't look in her eyes
She's got to compete with me looking at these other lies
Uh oh
What I
is loaded up
My conscious raw, I monster ball
I got multiple lines buzzing like a conference call
But wait
I’m surrounded by idiots
Pound for pound,
another movie brought to you by the creators of South Park
School's out forever
No more paying bills
You won't have to do chores
You won't be able
days to long on earth
Money will come las las
They joy go come
Las las The pain go leave by
Las las my bill go drop
Back to back I'm still
On Tm shit
gat
Billy Bass
Ay yo try me I bet I deliver I'm Bezos
You can get it all from me like Bezos
I can give half of my raps away by the end of the day
I
cheap wine
It's time to build your mind
Combine ideas for solutions
It's complex yet simple
It's time for mental revolution
It's time to build your mind
, damn
And by that time I was moving on to other bands
Didn't check No Pressure, 'cause by then I found my mans
J. Cole
Mass hypnosis
You cannot control
on looking at me tryna be my boo
Got time for that bag ain't got no time for you
Counting all this by myself I don't need no help
Got that pistol on my side
It's kill bill time, for real Ill rhymes
Just still feel nice, and will drill my
Toxic bitchin competition talkin shit with
All these frickin freestyle
in bars as far as you can see
Over there, you just lookin' like a hater
I don't got time for that dumb ass shit
I'm tryna pay bills, not worry about
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