Lyrics:
I'm numbed in my cloud
Woken up by this petty thoughts of you
Oh I don't belong here
a time when we thought
In such different ways
Taken from a time when I could
Handle my intake
On this page
Everything’s here
But the order
It still
I STILL BELONG TO YOU
(Jerry Foster - Bill Rice)
« © '70 Jack & Bill Music »
I thought of leaving you a note but every time I start
There's
It's Anna Greene you know what it is
All the hoes call me Peach, that's just how I live
Beats by Cap, don't it slap? I know you hear this shit
Might
Juggle through life tryna keep my balance
Everyday it bring a different challenge
My wifey she need this and that
My dog need a walk and a bath I
who know who they are
Who have always been the best by far
I'm surrounded by people who've never had a doubt
Who have never needed to wonder if this is
never getting booze
The rent is too damn high
It's unbearable
But I'm just too damn fly
No need for parachutes
Kicking raw shit
Tell me where's my pair
Tell em man fuck a cosign
DeKalb ave
Was the start of the path
Got lit by those not used to the dark
Let's just say I could tell me apart
From those
in a casket
Just get your boys and bring the noise
And just swing it
And party people, sing it
Treat me right
I'll treat you good
Kids in the crib
next agenda
"I can get real raw" plus my style is hardcore
Yeah, check this out
I belong in a hospital insane
Life fast lane on the brain like
I screamed and shouted, pursued it to the table
Crazy cables around my neck, knife at my navel
ch fifth of jack, my head cracked, tryna stay stable
the same
(The joke's on you, Jack)
Yes, it's on you, Jack
Don't understand? Then let me explain
How I can get funky like this all day
You really didn't
the best
Therefore, hard to tell
You dropped me off by the dungeon
Never came in, but I knew that you were wondering
Now are these niggas in this house
Wood got a 3 5 in it that's a KD front pockets fulla that Greene I Feel like AC
Mama called said Pooh died I'm like this can't be
Granny passed 7
from the block
Now I gotta whole thang
And you betta put a low jack on yo hoe mane
I hate lame niggas so this a hate crime
Rich niggas shit up on em
were never afraid
But guess what? You got me sued by Tom Waits
That song had me hemmed up huge
I'll be sending him checks 'til I'm dead like you
Look, I
Bonanza
Catch me in the cut, easy G's is burnin' my gut
As I remember my ménage à trois was mired by sluts
I question mark your heart, punctuate your
gonna take shots, you better aim at me face
And if you miss then I'll put you in your place
Cause life is a crazy race, and you cannot run at my pace
This
see that I'm the one who understands you
Been here all along so why can't you see
You belong with me
Standing by and waiting at your back door
All this
Puna on the map
On the map, look
They sleeping on me let em nap
Shhh if you talk so loud
This the Puna Boy Anthem
I pour to this, ooo fill my cup to this
Puna on the map
On the map, look
They sleeping on me let em nap
Shhh if you talk so loud
This the Puna Boy Anthem
I pour to this, ooo fill my cup to this
to success homes
It gets cold from what Im told, dress warm
In this white mans world the games on
Im the black mans black man get me James Cohn
By any means
Puna on the map
On the map, look
They sleeping on me let em nap
Shhh if you talk so loud
This the Puna Boy Anthem
I pour to this, ooo fill my cup to this
Twas' the fright before Christmas
No one upset me
With a big bowl of popcorn, watching TV
I stretched, gave a yawn, settled back in my chair.
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