Lyrics:
When this begins
Imma be me, I won’t follow no trends
No small talk, only big
Who are you and who you fuckin with
I only play to fucking win
I’m
forgive me, I've been busy, taking romantic walks down railroad tracks
Now I lost my train of thought
Walking aimlessly in this trailer park
And no I ain't
bed this shit look like Manhattan
Police pull me over I just get to speaking Latin
2 things in this world that I swear I'll never do (Never)
Smoke
shit and let me try on your hood)
Yeah
[Interlude:(prison guard talking to inmate)]
[Guard:]
Do you know how many years you're facing inside?
25
The second time was in 2008 at Goddy Goddy's album launch
This tall, skinny youth ran up to me and he's like
"Yo Burrell wha gwaan?"
And I immediately knew
yours cant light a match up
Act up like you in front of a green screen pretending you're flying
And I will crush your thorax from single blow that is
the nine-ten
I've been dropped more times than albums
Seen changes and how love sweetly turns sour
With time the wine is finer
We wine down and wind up
Looking
around by haters call me pizza dough
I don’t got no time
Flexin with these rhymes
On my way to Hollywood catch a thousand dimes
Champion looking fly
I
I started making this album in Chicago but I felt like I needed a change of scenery,
So I moved to LA, made some of the best music I ever made.
But
benefits
Look
Cause Baby what’s in a title
If we talking bout Showers
Mines is posse not bridal
Type tough and then say typo
I know it’s wicked
But I’m
still ridin' beach cruisers
Dude, I see through you, 'cause you're plastic
Bring the beef to you, put the heat to your vlastic
Fuck the last album, this
Who's that hiding in your closet?
It is I, being a gentleman
Didn't need to see me play seven minutes to heaven with your skeletons
Couldn't tell us
Padam padam! Where's the track of the drum?
So you say you're the king, but where's your kingdom?
This is my first album of the millennium
I got
When I see you on the street
My whole body gets weak
When you're standing in a crowd
Your love talks to me so loud
Girl, do I do, what you do,
When I see you on the street
My whole body gets weak
When you're standing in a crowd
Your love talks to me so loud
Girl, do I do, what you do,
When I see you on the street
My whole body gets weak
When you're standing in a crowd
Your love talks to me so loud
Girl, do I do, what you do,
When I see you on the street
My whole body gets weak
When you're standing in a crowd
Your love talks to me so loud
Girl, do I do, what you do,
Walk in a room with my hands on my side, head raised
All this gossip and talking reminds me of my web page
Y'all people give me headaches, it's
to stack 401k off uh doing this
By the time next years
Up talking nothing less
Remember renting fairgrounds for a show
Remember stressing I was venting
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