Lyrics:
wall
Only difference is Chuck might give you that call
To march on Friday, yeah, it's kind of frightening
Let me move so I don't get hit by the bolt
the richest since the Smiths and the Johnson's
If you ain't sayin' nothin', you a system's accomplice
It should play with your conscience, do away with
done waiting
I think you should face it (Face it)
Tell me where yo place is (Place is)
I don't like this break shit (Break Shit)
I feel like we breakin'
up Tyrone
Is she home
What did I do wrong
Tell me what I did to deserve all this pain you caused
Ooh
You live, you learn
I gave, my soul
I said I
the
Yard and do hard labor
Got your memory scarred but you
Gon' remember this all later
Don't worry at all player
Its all saved on your Sega memory card data
the microphone
Feel on top like I'm Doug Dimmadome
All the other kids had their cliques they make me sick
Couldn't tell Tyrone from Sid copycat clones
Fuck all
idea
Shh, if I kill (glatt), they gon' know how I feel
One minute around me, you gon' know I'm real
Yeah, I had to run up that sack
They know it's in
But stand close by Bette Davis
Because hers was such a lonely life
If you covered him with garbage
George Sanders would still have style
And if
you'll get murked by kaneki
And he's like 4"3 but he's still the best in the anime scene
When i see your girl its like i scored a hat-trick
Nobody else can
you want but I never went against the bro code
Oh no you got it all wrong nigga
Me resentful nah what is you on nigga
Trippin like Tyrone Biggums
Do you remember?
Old souls, old souls old souls, old souls
And it feels like and it feels like
Like I've been here before
Are you like me, are you
zeroni
Fuck imma call Tyrone for he phoney
I'll pack it all up and move it to Nairobi or Coney
And if i gotta man i'll do it all my lonely
I need me
for a month
By all of the American Apparel ad girls
American Apparel and ad girls
You know what I mean?
I like it when you're under the ocean and all
flipped the script on you a little bit
Maybe gave you another side of me that you weren't expecting but
You get it all with me baby
I feel good man
Eyy
I got the AK up under the bed
Plenty straps it'll turn you all red
Fully loaded yeah you heard what I said
He say he want tatts so I fill em with
Needless to say, my favorite rappers told me to get on this track
And so I DID it, quickly wrote my sixteen down and SPIT it
By the end of the verse you
the Brooklyn all nighter
Do or die, I'm sayin' it's you and I
Bring your click, so we can get Stone like Family Sly
Peace to C.I. and the Bush
Might even see
Chorus
Look Into My Eyes Tell Me What You See,
Can U feel My Pain I'm Not You Enemy,
Give Us a Better Way Things
Are Really Mad..
shit
He speaks it in speeches
We reach for the top but never stop
What the fuck you thought?
That we'd settle for the best?
Nah, man, we gotta get beyond
like it when you're under the ocean and all you can feel is calm
I like it when I'm sleeping
I like it when I'm listening to music because that's
the brain
I feel like Gervontae Davis I could keep on punching
Dammit you heard what he said
Know you gotta run that back one time
Yeah my heart needed
I feel like Saints Row when I'm rockin' that purple
I knew that she want it when she started smirkin'
Who's side you picking, if you gon' be by my
Ma always told me stories of you
Of the fountain on the day you met
Tyrone Power had nothin' on you
By the way you moved in that Stetson hat
I'm
our wrath will bring her to her knees
I am a black woman, and the black woman is queen
Wind is high and stormy tonight
We can feel it's magical
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