Lyrics:
the man back home
Some real shit
Yo yo my little bro
I hope you're doing well
What I'm going through is hell
And it don't seem real
And I can't hold it
To the rhythm of the boogie, the beat
Now, what you hear is not a test - I'm rappin' to the beat,
And me, the groove, and my friends are gonna try to move your
you're...are you losing your nerve?
No man, it ain't got nothin' to do with nerve...
You're supposed to be the devil!
It's got to do...
You're supposed to be
entry)
(Nothin' but love) it's the, it's the meaning behind it, you know what I mean?
(That means that's special for you) word up
(You're not in my
miss you so) whoa - now I miss you so
I feel the wind around me certain it calls my name
the wispered way that you did now drowned out by the rain
Now
tryna test my brain in the AM
That's an exam then it's on to a next man
Still scarred by my ex hoes
Could show her true colours in a photo
That's
ever think that we're steppin' out of here,
You ever think you're gettin' up, down, around or in,
Huh huh, you better think again, my friend
Because
start assaulting the bastard (Heats)
Make sure you're sure that you blast it
(Beats) i ain't a snitch but man will
Fit beneath the floor walls
Where
sight tonight's the night to get hyped
And fight for what's wrong, fuck what's right!
And by the way, my name is Dre
So listen up motherfucker to what I
even up my sleeve
A million albums sold and it's hard to believe
Well it's true homeboy, it's not a lie
I used to sell tapes on Sunnyside
I used
you're not in love
Babes, babes, I know you're tired and a little stressed, scared to be alone
But a man will never, ever, ever, ever be your home. Don't
he run and hide?
You don't know 'cause things ain't clear
And baby, when you cry
Is he gonna stand by your side?
Does the man even know you're
boasty
'Cause them have the loving
And every man want it
Yeah!
Get off the tip if you're not legitimate
We were chatting reggae back in '86
Boogie Down
again
He does not mean to lesbian offend
But Lindsay, please come back to seeing men
Samantha's a two, you're practically a ten
I know you want me,
again
He does not mean to lesbian offend
But Lindsay, please come back to seeing men
Samantha's a two, you're practically a ten
I know you want me,
again
He does not mean to lesbian offend
But Lindsay, please come back to seeing men
Samantha's a two, you're practically a ten
I know you want me,
baby
Now the knight in shiny armor can only be me
I cry out your name as you hold his hand
If you're not mine soon, girl, my soul is damned
I'm looking
I don't know why man's
Calling me family all of a sudden like hmm
My mum don't know your mum
Stop telling man you're my cousin
I got day ones and I
Dad, what up, man?
I know you're probably not gonna listen to this
But that's okay
Just know I'm tryna bring the money home
Mom, what's up?
I'ma call you
tee to a red top
Man just serve in jumpstart
And you're just pissed in the yard
And man just bill it and laugh
Got my old ting, didn't wanna go
face, man
I love my baby
You talkin' money, need a hearing aid, oh
You talkin' 'bout me, I don't see the shade
I witch up my style, I take any lane
I
corn in a corner
Man get wrapped in a bag like a order
Uh-uh, you're not my fam
Uh-uh, you're not like man
You shoulda, coulda, woulda
But these
hands
But my mind was strong, I grew where you hold your blacks up
Trap us, expect us not to pick gats up
Where you drop your cracks off by the Mack
to Austin, Man and Maurice
Love to every single person who believed
Love to all my supporters 'til the end
No fans, you're my friends
There won't ever be
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