Lyrics:
up on us, who the clown now?
762, bih’, it hit so loud
This song, my mama still not proud
And whatever nigga, I’m my own, man
And this life a risk, I
Haven’t Seen Much of U Lately! by Ayla Tesler-Mabé
Thinkin’ ‘bout the days when you were the man
Don’t you remember when I was your biggest fan?
But
'Cause it's threatened by reality, the line is in the sand
To all the people who betrayed me, talk that shit when I wasn't 'round
My energy for you is deep
That I've chosen to wander again
There's no coming home
Within a lawless land, I was a ruthless man
Who lived to die by the code of the old, no
money man
They blind by the light
Couldn't walk in my mine
Even if your size was a nines
Expensive taste
I flex for days
They where sleeping on me
I
sent
Why does it feel like hell then
Man
I’m hell bent tryna get these bands
Ugh
I cannot conversate with a fake
Ugh
That fake love be damaging my state
And the pain and aggression you cannot undo
Run head over heels ain't someone like you
I'm Achilles I'm a one man army in fortitude
And the lady was my mother
Yuh it's jus Me lou n my man t
We jus chillin smokin on tree
This that mf skunk og
Stitch told me hop on this beat
So it's time to go crazy
Fugazee
would get so mad
They'd say, kick that man out of here, yeah
Send him to the edge of town, let's go
Never to be seen or heard from again
Abiyoyoyoyoyo
But
rear view
Cause I'm servin that Kylie and Kendall
Wish it was easy to lie in these songs
Wish I could right all my wrongs
I be ridin and sliding with
time
When I whine up my body slow (nuh let me go)
I want a man who can give me what I need
Expensive trips, so we touchin’ on the beach yeah
I like
When I whine up my body slow (nuh let me go)
I want a man who can give me what I need
Expensive trips, so we touchin’ on the beach yeah
I like him
time
When I whine up my body slow (nuh let me go)
I want a man who can give me what I need
Expensive trips, so we touchin’ on the beach yeah
I like
bought by his old man, back in 1972
It's the same one on the TV on that big world series screen
And all the while you sit displeased with your fashion
drop chips on my seeds
Look now, what the fuck is, going on, niggaz dying over songs, over trolls, who ain’t trill, bwoi let it go, don’t lose yo soul,
a song I was wrong about that
So wrong about that
Run baby run baby run baby run
Run to your river of dreams
Run baby run
Run baby run
Run to your
(Verse 1)
Man I could?ve been cold, but I was days away.
I should?ve been bold and not bought into every word you?d say.
I could?ve been hard
doesn't look so good
Someone told me of a man
Who makes animals from driftwood
All I need is your monthly bonus for a wooden walrus
Honey,
of something that was But the moment takes its grasp Horizon so calm Harbinger of doom Sets the sky ablaze Torn apart by the whirl of time Slowly grimly all is
A blurred photograph
Day by day's a real hard climb
Getting nowhere
In fact it's a crime
I met a man who was sure
Could tell me a lot
His price: one glass
Tush! never tell me; I take it much unkindly
That thou, Iago, who hast had my purse
As if the strings were thine, shouldst know of this.
As the dealer dealt the cards to everyone,
I could see that I was free.
I had an ace of hearts, the dream of every man,
And I could see my destiny.
I
Jack says
Man it's awful hard
To be the one
That everyone was waiting for
It's lonely in the dark
When
Media priests of the Big Lie
Own
All
[Verse 1]
Now that our family's here
Friends who are dear with us
It's time to trim the tree
We light the fire
It's Christmas Eve
Welcome
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