Lyrics:
Cause you know where the door is
And how to use it
Oh you know you do
But from my checkered past
To this shattered terrace
Where you can't keep
know where the door is
And how to use it, oh you know you do
But from my checkered past to this shattered terrace
Where you can't keep your mind off
And how to use it
Oh you know you do
From my checkered past
To this shattered terrace
Where you can't keep your mind off
The crimes of Paris
And you can
pimp the mic like a gorilla
In a Snoop DeVille when I go get her
Now I'm dressed to kill when
You see me with her
How I make you feel, just a little
by shame are undefiled,
How can I keep from singing?
away from the doctor and said
They'll all be dead soon, and I'm talking before that nurse can change the IV
I'ma put em in the dirt, leave em leaking
be'cause we stuff 'em in the oven
My words is drippin' off the tongue like the wax from a candle wick
I'll the way I lay down the rap, they can't handle it
to tote that heat
Can't get enough of me singing her vows to me
I'm shooting for stars no time to be settle
From Pluto to Mars no oxygen level
I suite up
the mud so it's dirt on my cleats
On my grind by myself I don't need me a feat
Spendin' ain't nothin' you can keep the receipt
He wanna be me then his
Verse 1: There are times when I just (CUM) others see me and think that I’m the smiley one. Days roll by and you know you can’t (CUM) but that’s my
Boogie has picked
It's just a band, scroobius Pip
Hope nobody'll wanna sue me for this
Chris Brown already had too many hit's
How many people can I humanly
be'cause we stuff 'em in the oven
My words is drippin' off the tongue like the wax from a candle wick
Ill the way I lay down the rap, they can't handle it
that you've made none
You won't look back and say you've won
No more singing! I'll try harder to
Take the souls back from the dead
Or make sure you
and the strife
I hear the music ringing
It sounds an echo in my soul
How can I keep from singing?
What though the tempest round me roars,
I know the truth, it
to satan better keep on waiting
Thought he had me Stuck laid out on the canvas
But we got up swangin'
No light body I’m Backed by the greatest no
Who like to lead the way
And once a month
We have our "negro day!"
And I'm the man who keeps it spinnin' round
Mr. Corny Collins
With the latest,
to kill every nigga
That stand by him or speak for him
Can you stop actin' like you
Doin' me a favor? Do I seem rattled?
This idiot don't even know he tell
you're like an angel, oh yea
Having trouble trynna tame ya
Paint this picture for you I been trynna frame ya, frame ya
Body shaking, can I blame ya?
Take
number, tonight you go be my number one
Drinking I'm dancing, really ain't no stressing, can you feel my energy
Singing I'm singing, I'm feeling myself, me
memories and keep them all at heart
And call this The Graduation song
The Graduation Song
I've met some people
They've gone and they've stayed
It's all
She think she the member, holding my toolie
She brought her thick friend Big Booty Judy
Always gon' tell her how pretty her coochie
And I'm YGK, but
to act out
Demon time evil time
Watch how I act out
Move how I want
I'm connected like wifi
Walk up like brrrddd
What the fuck is a drive by
You can get
Baby
Work hard so you can spend my money
I'm singing this song to let you know how much I love you
Ohh no you got me singing baby
Baby
Ohh you got me
Devil's time out
Can't be timed with no swatch watch
Who I am, the black Abraham
Zunga zunga zang, yellow man, Vietnam
Add an extra bar as I spar with
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