Lyrics:
Up to speed slowly
On the low key, Kindles is phony D
Taste stale
See the world in shades of gray-scale
Right there in black and white
Protected by
work, no calls, no text
Someones about to by my next ex next ex
And I've been sitting here watching reruns even
Betty Whites lookin at me like a bum
Oh yeah
Um you are lookin' good
Come on over here by ol' Jeff
Lie beside me on the sand
Put some lotion in your hand
Kiss me once or twice and baby
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[Boots]
Some confuse ass-breath for strong halitosis
It's been hundreds of years since the first diagnosis
By
picture by the fire
Boy you know you're my one desire
You look so good in the purple and orange glow
I think deep down deep down you know
Just exactly how
alles mit dir dure du weisch (alles)
Und giz en Drive-by weissi dini chugle sind heiß, Shawty
Mir gönd zemme uf e rundi um de Block (Block)
Heiz en J
Typ, der letztes Jahr mehr als ein Fußballstar verdient hat
Heut fragt Kool Savas nach Features, nur um sagen zu können
Dass er die Nummer eins kennt
Yeah
Pushed me away just like a stroller after all the good I did and told her, yeah
Tell em' T, um, literally
I don't know why, but she pushed
Richtung Eden
Ernte toxische Blicke
Trotz Schlangen Richtung Eden
Meine Aura bulletproof
Yeah
Mafiosi-Pimp-Image, seit mei'm ersten Drive-By
Im
My rhyme is a diamond inspired by pressure before it
There's a lesson in every blessin', never ignore it
There's two things I never been,
outfits if a nigga talking shit knock um out quick stomp a whole in his ass then we out bitch damn nigga fucked up my new shoes blood on my shirt damn that
Alot of record labels been trying to get the bacon
By making a brother into something he is not and
You're better of and dammer on a farm picking cotton
at wiz, catch the steelers
Smelling like high time at the 50 yard line
Ushers bugging wanna check our tickets
[Chorus]
[Wiz Khalifa]
And um, my niggas
are far from equality
That's right! I think I need a place to be me
And that's um...
T-O-K-Y-O, the best and...
T-O-K-Y-O, it's different from the rest
dienen
Um Leben zu atmen
Das hat keinen Sinn
Du bist ein Mensch
Darauf steht der Tod
Du bist kein Mensch
Satanische Endlösung!
Nur auserwählte Krieger
I have been redeemed
By: Pellé Price
Intro:
Here we are.... Yea
V1:
Look I'm writing this letter, Lord I need your help
ein gravar med spaden
Sotti sopar i bygd og by
Og folk fara siste ferdi
Og sume falla og sume fly
Det ser inkje blidt ut i verdi
Du heve no trøytt so
Zivilisation
Maschinen und Konstruktionen
Kommen im Feuer um
Die Tränen räumen alles
cus ihrem Weg
Die Erde weint Stahltränen
Über das Leben
Die Stahltränen
Sie aber weiß um dieses Licht
Und sie denkt immer daran
In der Glut des Hasses
Wallt die Macht
Sie sammelt sich
Mit jedem neuen Tag an
Sie wird stärker
Yeah, yeah, um
Class is in session, please get by the bar
Ladies, first position (Yung Dza)
I wanna see you tucking in that butt, haha (go,
is that the seed of a man chosen by God must not be wasted
Run away, that's the plan, live above the grave
None is safe, I see the pain
Yeah, man, um
Trapped On Cleveland 2
SS241 in Bleveland
250 Block Life
Due to the fact, nigga, millions and billions on the table
Keed
Talk
a magazine photo shoot
You can see, already in love with a beauty queen
Ambie Smith, that's her name
Always by me when I'm after fame
But I'm not now, no I'm
Roll on the song and um, this beat's blasting
In radios, parks, clothes emporiums
House speakers and school auditorium
You can tell by the new def Fila's
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