Lyrics:
don't know how to love themselves
Go to concerts by themselves
Do everything by themselves
But
I saw God in the seventh grade
She told me
Nobody cares
feared by these damn pricks
You think a damn bill will fix someone's death your logic must be chronic
Out of pocket no empathy, like you're a piece
fly guy, I'm in love with you
The Casanova legend must have been true"
I said, "By the way, baby, what's your name?"
Said, "I go by the name, Lois
adopt your Big Mac
I love ye but I don't know what I'd do with a third Donda
If you asked me if I was tired of him I'd be like "kinda"
I left Salinas in
soul who's adrift in the storm.
Chorus:
Help everybody, so they all get some action,
Some love on the weekend, some real satisfaction.
Female soprano:
he puts on my face, every day|so if you wanna be the one I'm giving my heart to just ask yourself what would george strait do then sing to me like
Analyze the plug and the things
He could do for me, ghost
Let's go
Anytime I talk, you know the truth spoke
(You know the truth spoke)
Any rapper that ever
bright blue
So called beef with you-know-who fuck it
He just let em kill all of our troops
Look at the bullshit we been through
Had our niggas sitting
wit my son and my daughter
If you had twenty four hours to live just think
Where would you go?
What would you do?
Who would you screw?
And who
So called beef wit you know who
Fuck it he just let him kill all of our troops
Look at the bullshit we been through
Had the niggas sitting on top
man privilege
Keep ya social distance
Today I see you look at me different
If anger was a weapon I'm killin' all you *$%^#@
Who am I
If you don't see it
Cartel. We got all the guns that you need to feel secure, provided by the Weapons industry. Kid Rock heaven. All you have to do is stay in your place and do
to have songs like "Get In
That Ass" or something like that
Remind me who's the original superfly
And I got love for Hov but I
Ain't fucking with that Suit
please believe
It's murda.. please believe
I-N-C.. niggas what's fuckin with me?
R-U-L-E.. love me or hate me.. baby
Refer to 3:36.. baby
That's the rule..
can get bad
If you do t pay attention
Stack your bread and clear your head
Cuz life sometimes is wicked
The ones who claim to love you most
Be one's who
who said I won't do it?
I'ma take you out the game, you Mutombo to it
Muthafucka!!!
[Chorus: Peedi Crakk]
Come and get it come and get it hot shyt, hot
reasons
Opposite to mine, pour emotions on this mic
Call it soul shine
Do it for my love, do it for my self-control
Creating from passion, I withhold
It's
to love, to hold, to feel, to breathe
To live you
Dangerously in love, yeah
I am in love with you (in love)
You set me free
I can't do this thing called
pollinated by the "Be"
Pac called it the rose that rose from concrete
How do you define divine that finds street?
"Hip bop," the color of my leaves
Not
we belong here
Considering some of those who've lived here
What'll we do?
I got some Michter's Irish whiskey
From Mr. George Preston Marshall
In a house on a hill, not far away
There's a friend we love to see
She lives there with her brother, George, and the rest of her family
With Daddy
later
Being invited to take part in
The Royal Variety Show
This time last year
We were all dead chuffed because
"Love Me Do" got into the top twenty
You who live in heaven
Hear the prayers of those of us who live on earth
Who are afraid of being left by those we love
And who get hardened by
with this shit
On the grind tryin' to slang that muthafuckin' shit
Servin' the fiends the ice cream
You mean that crack
[king george]
Bullets can't man
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