Lyrics:
Jimmy Sol
I know we're in a crazy place right now
And our future's looking real uncertain
But neither one of us will ever stop loving each other
You
Us We better Wise Up
We Must learn the time and what must be done and Rise Up
A political puppet show pacifies us in our Tombs
While the fate
Jimmy Ivine, promised minajes, prime steaks, 3 clocks for the watch face, Alliyah and Sade for the evening get me up call it broad day
This shit is
You'll end up in a mosiliem
Beside ghost spirits
Buried alive by the time they hearing this interlude
The wise so kendrick
Uh
Guys so jimmy i'm slicker
Lenny Strollo and Little Joey Naples
Were made in the Pittsburgh Mob
In Youngstown, Brier Hill Jimmy got old
And he made Little Joey the boss
Yes he
bitch
You move the wrong way, might shoot that bitch
Bitch, you can't in my jeans, that broke by the green
Smoke dope, get high bitch, what do you need
Jimmy Dean's
Plug told me he 85 style, but I ain't Chico Bean
Up late, writing, making plays while I'm burning trees
Fresco get the dough, we both forgot
a gun
Grabbed her by the arm said
"If you do what I tell you to
There won't be any harm"
And Johnny said "Take my money
Take my wallet
Take my credit
Words and music by jimmy nall
One day at a time
That's how I live my life today
One glimpse at the sun
And I was blinded by the light
What a price I
inside of an uncomfortable position
By the first of the month they gon be digging up your flesh and bone
I'm so valid never seek validation no matter
excited he get upset pussy
Take you down fast like a concord jet pussy
Smoke a cigarette where yo money place a bet pussy
That russian k.g.b.i.i. pussy
a cold glass to you know it word
Girls at the place just preparing the food
The sky was clear and the weather was cool
Kids at the playground playing
I'm parched, tryna get a drink, barmaid walked past
I'm like raa she's gotta be the prettiest member of staff by far
When I've played this show
place
Cross the bay bridge rollin' with Dre and we blaze
A chronicle, 30 of Kush up in the optimo
We roll trees by the bush when we rock a show
The (?)
in words
Led me to place yeah that's closer to me
Probably to live for infinity
Until l ask you what you wanna be
It just ain't me
Hold your face
Hold
By a schoolboy?
Uh yeah
The only the dot that’s hot that not me
Is probably friends with Schoolboy
King Dilla
I was back on road
I came back home
way too long
Now we all in gotta watch out
Hoodie never let the watch out
I can tell by the way some people acting they ain’t never have to watch out
do is choke a bitch
Roll up a jimmy and smoke the bitch
I dropped outta school and I quit my job
All I wanna be is a fat fuckin' slob
'Cause I don't
A weekend in Harwich
The summer air in June
Jimmy Stuart is in my head
Throwing ropes around the moon
I'm wanting to touch you
Leave you
your fukin ass
That's when your ass be shaking all over the place
Who's the bum cuzzin' along in your hi fi
Stckin' do hitting the bong its
I'm Jack The Ripper lurking in the dungeon
1888, midnight in London
They flabbergasted by the rappin' bastard
With the rap to match it and the track
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