Lyrics:
Each one cut by hand, by master glassworkers"
She draws her eyes from me for
A second to look up
"Takes one's breath away to think about it"
Mum loves
(Let's get it while it's hot)
How to stay paralyzed by fear of abandonment
How to defer to men in solvable predicaments
How to control
(Let's get it while it's hot)
How to stay paralyzed by fear of abandonment
How to defer to men in solvable predicaments
How to control
I got no fucks on charity
I swear to God I'll hang it up right now
If by 2 more vowels you don't swear by me
Turn your faith in 2 seconds
Walk up
biddy bum.
If I were a wealthy man.
I wouldn't have to work hard.
Ya ha deedle deedle, bubba bubba deedle deedle dum.
If I were a biddy biddy rich,
feminists
They used to just want female rights, but now they want men in cages
You know the world was solely built by men of all ages
But you don't care, you
niggas just stop and pull it (uh-huh)
Traded in his innocence for a box of bullets (damn)
If there's work in the house it belong to the trapper
yourself up,
Dust yourself off,
Start all over again.
Work like a soul inspired,
Till the battle of the day is won.
You may be sick and tired,
But
yourself up,
Dust yourself off,
Start all over again.
Work like a soul inspired,
Till the battle of the day is won.
You may be sick and tired,
But
I had a dream about my man last night
And my man came by the studio
And his name is
Busta Rhymes in effect, Shaheed is in effect
Phife Did-awg is
the blood that you give to men
There's, no excuse I could give, we just all want to live
All the war that you bring to men
War, is comin' home, takes
gettin played like a sucker!
(Don't be)
This is for the men who like to dog women
And this is for the women who like to get dogged by men
And this is
Tryna pass class split the needle with a thread
Far away from home and feeling so alone
A boy amongst men I ain't even wear cologne
Girls call me MCM,
yourself up,
Dust yourself off,
Start all over again.
Work like a soul inspired,
Till the battle of the day is won.
You may be sick and tired,
But
anyway
Try get money by any means
Here come sweet money
Choose money over fame cus fame come with only sex, ah ah
Wanna see a better days
That's why I work
gamble on slots
Waste away earnings for work we forgot
The cycles, the habits, the things we can't stop
Weathered by time, conditioned by the storm
Living
silence
I did presume to know my place but now I can't be quiet
I thought you'd speak with wisdom
As men of God should do
I've listened to you reason
But
I needed
To see to get by
You were my humble piece of apple pie
I can't eat you whole
I love you by the slice
Us falling in love was like rolling
why i need to fight
I just want to see the light
Work just for cause not for applause
Hustle no be by force shey you want to pumpus
You wan involve in
emphasize the show, we got ego
Make this your night, just slip it right, and by day
As the people say, live it up, shucks
No work or play, our world is free
On the way to dedicate a battlefield
Where men from the north and south
Had died at Gettysburg Pennsylvania
Four score and seven years ago our
Forefathers
Well how do you do, Private William McBride
Do you mind if I sit here down by your grave side?
A rest for awhile in the warm summer sun
I've been
The first down we go down to home base
That make two men down to go preaching
And three down free men saved by grace
We touchdown, we're born to holy race ya
trashing men
These videos online it seems both are for clout
You both so sound stupid trying to cause divide
I've seen both sides act dumb as fuck thats's
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