Lyrics:
a new day rise I want to look in your eyes when he sun comes up
Verse 3:
When the morning breaks I'll awake and then I won't want you to go
And when
money more problems, rather that than have nothing
That break up got you thinking twice, same break up made me live my life
With them feelings that you
They don't even know I'm boutta boutta turn up
I be on my grind I'm like fuck a break up
Yeah shawty fake as hell she be lying on the makeup
I be
will find is another plateau
To exhilarate your mind, so break out the herbs and pack up the bongs
We're all getting lifted kicking round love songs
a lifestyle
Only so long a nation gonn crawl 'fore they run up
Empire sing the same old song, s'all a cover
Time's up, better clear the city out before the sun
Maybe I could write a song about it, get my big break
It's the same damn thing every single day
I run a thousand miles all up in brain
I'm trying really
soul ties
Break your heart man I tried man I tried
I changed my life
An broke your heart
An I'm feeling real stupid
I been walking in by faith I don't
I'm shook
By the way you look
By the way you act
It's all fact
That you are
A shining star
Up in the air
No one else compares
When you
Get in
And I know everything's gonna be okay, but I'm still broken, heart is swollen
Won't forget the love I've spoken
Hold up, hold up, stand by, don't you
feel what we feel by reading books
(I'm reading, I'm reading books)
These parts yeah they loosen by design
Break it off and see what's inside
By design
write songs yet
Yeah
Gimme a break
Only You know how my wild dreams keep me awake
I don learn my lesson Jah, I won't do it again
I don pen my lyrics down,
Who you are,
One Nation under a thug and bullet scar,
Young nation, no revolution and no cause,
One Nation, young, black and dangerous by far,
finger
Sowed up like a singer
Baa-by girl
I make every nigga irrelevant
I'm sex intelligent
[Chorus]
Sex Intelligent
Know how to work it right
She feel it all night long
Sisi say that we can't stop
Till dawn
On and on
She crave fiddle to my song
Moving with the waves
Yeah Turn by turn
Whine up
inside the game, it's too big
It's a tight fit never made a bad song
They don't come out of my lips
Got the game by the neck
Won't let go I got tight grip
a man
When I met Ann, I soked her pans
We ended up freakin' by garbage can
The next young freak I met was Red
I took her to the house and she gave me
your country needs some killing done
Go do it now boy"
The war itself is bad enough,
It can break you down no matter how tough
But the tragedy of all
hold it up to the speakers
And you let Luther do your talkin' for you
And Luther break it down like
Ridin' around in my whip, listenin' to my shit
gotta say Shit
I can feel your Pain
Your Heart is a Drum
For a song it gotta Break
Break
Got me fucked up
I'm a hit it in no time
Little Baby
I can make
hard
Please, get up and take brown tip punk
'Cause you might get dumped
Your producers are bitin', your gettin' paid but your lame
And no two songs
the sticks, I crossed the tracks
Rock and roll, rolling stone, daddy left his pistol home
Load it up, shooting bottles off the porch to his songs
I was
we'd keep it off the record
But we couldn't keep our facts straight
So faded by these rounds per minute
While we keep skippin' with this
Bad break
Bad
this song (x2)
Pretty hard rock for talking about God you say?
Well I will pray to God that way everyday
The topics here are so messed up
Except when
wait, can't wait, can't wait
Goodness me, oh my
Oh my god, I still might get by
Get through all the pains I fake
Poor boy could use a break
A break
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