Lyrics:
the grid with our sonic prowess
Tower up above the plans laid out for us by our parents
Sure
The cost of freedom might be expensive
But the weight of regret
worrisome)
Nande sou nacchatta no ka shiranai keredo
Komatta mondan no dai mondai 3!
(Could this all be just a joke? Nobody knows for sure!
(This is
worrisome)
Nande sou nacchatta no ka shiranai keredo
Komatta mondan no dai mondai 3!
(Could this all be just a joke? Nobody knows for sure!
(This is
the feds run devices
Mama my backbone, she stood by me wrong or right
Let me rewind this shit, gotta rewind that lick
I lost 'bout ten on that shit, I
the minute that I step up on the track
I got the keys in the ignition
I'm 'bout'a hunt for your ass, ain't no brief intermission
Make sure you ain't comin'
Purse curse filled with the percs
You said it's put down
But you pop 'em for sure
Like I know it for sure
They always lying I know it for sure
Like I know
Bitch I'm lit like a Molotov
Baby I'm on fire
I can't switch on my brothers
For no figures and for sure not for no
Bitch even if she was
Badder than
Al B. Sure, for your pleasure
Aiyyo bust it
We about to flip it on some ol' laid back, mellow my man tip
We gon' set it like this
Yo check it
because his soul is lost and adamant
This isn't what I hoped for
Now I'm praying to ancient folklore
I can't break through
Not sure what to do
Or where
the microphone cause I ain't no joke
Tell your bitch to get off of my tip
I got no time to give her this dick!
For sure ya'll niggas be short!
For sure ya'll
end town
Want to see that place I've never been
I don't need your strange renown
No more! For sure!
No more! For sure!
No more! For sure!
No more! For
is all that matters after all
It sure makes everything else seem so small
It's so easy to get lost inside
A problem that seems so big at the time
is all that matters after all
It sure makes everything else seem so small
It's so easy to get lost inside
A problem that seems so big at the time
ever find
Be enough to settle for peace of mind
They may say move slow to satisfy that itch
These things take time, you'll learn, life's a bitch
And by
lost in Japan
I'm praying to a man
Who is lost in Japan
Just another area code for another lost soul
Still I read your books, took your word as truth
But
Awards
I'm startin' to see you niggas don't want it
I'm sick of this flauntin'
From niggas I know for sure ain't got more dough than Cole
Trash
let's say a silent prayer for those who lost their lives, those left behind and for our country. Amen.
Folks, it's a time of testing. We face an attack
either it's like im fighting demons
Just to add on i lost tanene
I lost jesse i lost detric Boy this summer really beat me
Too consumed by this struggle
I used to sleep on the floor for niggas who ain’t heard of me
Finna switch up the game that’s for sure
Best believe I aint worried homie
You niggas
You're just not funny ya know
So stick around here for a week or three or four
I passed out one time by your door
It was twenty to four, though I just
books an end to sorrow
Sorrow
For the lost Lenore (Lenore)
The maiden whom the angels name Lenore
Nameless here forevermore
Turning back to face
in San Francisco
Didn't want to stay in Omaha
Never got fooled by New York city
But I lost my heart to la Gonave
Didn't leave my heart in San
I used to be so sure, thought I had it all
But now I'm lost in a world, trying to stand tall
Every step I take, feels like I'm falling down
Without
me
Frozen, lost my cool
Out of the groove, what's my next move
Should I chill, should I follow?
Heart is pounding, I feel hollow
Paused, thought for
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