Lyrics:
loving it's pure
Swear her head is a cure
Other girls disgust me (Fuck hoes)
Had bitches before, now they being ignored
Gotta prove to her she can trust me
And then we line em up
And when the night is young
And it's not enough
And I'm ready to get
Into all kinds of stuff
And I'm aiming high
To the sky and up
I'm
guess I'm really done
So now 3 months later
A rainy night in October
It’s coming up to Halloween but today? This bitch is done for!
Turns out she was
out here goin' on?"
"Smack fire out your fuckin ass
What the fuck you think this is, man?
Get the fuck up outta here, man"
"So, yo, matter of fact,
You know, I worked the Big Packet show in Fort Worth, Saturday night
We had all day Sunday to rest and relax, before I caught another flight
So I
Peeping that demo I can tell that you a pro
Swore up and down that you never did this before
Whatever just go slow
Hated by all types baby fathers
to get by
So she reaches for her purse, grab the bag and the needle
Tie a sock her arm and start shooting up the diesel
Had a flesh back, screwing some
[Intro: Killah Priest]
Time... come...
Wake up... what?... wake up..
I can't get up yet
What we have here is the experiment
(My eyes, I can't
hundred words
And a clip on that which motherfuckers better run
If you're not lookin' to get run over by the roadrunner
No wonder no one don't wanna go
putting the green over the grey
I get it rollin' by doing shit every day
I get it goin' without the stick and the fame
I put my soul in, and commit to this
up the stairs before I get to steppin'
We got in a conversation she said she a 107
Just her presence was a blessing and her essence was a lesson
She
this is a space war
It's calm before the storm
Get ready for the gore
Calm before the storm
Calm before the storm
Calm before the storm
Calm before
cnd when you're up all night until your eyes refuse to see
That it's crashing down around you, and you are your enemy.
The lunatic is begging
wet.
And on certain nights if the moon is right
And you're down by the dark footpath
You can hear three young men screaming
And you can hear that old
selfless
Especially in these times
I promise we will get through this
No more being paralyzed by fear
(Fear)
This is bars for dayes
Dbz
Thank you for
Come on, let's all get lit up
Like the stars, let's get up
Bring your girls and medicine
Roll one up, and let's begin
I'm over bein' sober, over
up
Your love was a fake
There was a mistake made
I reminisce about the time we had just me and you
And how much days and nights we spent upon
outta your mind, you think you fuckin' with us
Suck on these nuts, bitch, hang it up, this game is over
Puffin' loosies, watchin' I Love Lucy with
It is always great when I get to meet another new one
Welcome you won't last the night but we're gonna have so much fun
Everybody's waiting now so
[Pharoahe Monch]
GET THE FUCK UP!
Simon says "GET THE FUCK UP!"
Throw ya hands in the sky (buck buck buck buck buck!)
Queens is in the back
at night
No use in putting up a fucking fight
No point to life if we fucking die
They don't care if you fucking cry
They don't care if I suicide
It don't
racist
Settin' us up for failure
Made us rebellious
Judge slammin' that hammer and nailed us
We was sheltered by Section 8
'Member nights when niggas
to have it your way
Get dough or die, floss at all costs
Cash out and mash out, brought to you by
Grand Hustle and Young Money
I hope you niggas brung money
by one
Terrified when she see's daddies truck pullin' up
He sees her, flips the fuck out, gets some shit from the truck out
Marches past, swings
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