Lyrics:
one can see
I'm losing my mind
Wrist goes tick ill be the last to cry
No sad eyes for the bad guy
Time fly by but I still feel the shine
All dressed up
which one to fight
Like come ead come ead lets av it then
Am back on road goin mad again
Mad out ere pyaa mad but no am not mad at youse bro am mad
Got him huggin' me, he like to thug in me
He ain't goin' nowhere cause he lovin' me
He know that I'm down, so I be around
Ain't another like me will
Tombstone
I'm a High Point Christian, after the storm
Boy, it took 'bout three million to rebuild my home, but—
I'm back on defense, back in
type
And you know my tastes tend to be
The esoteric kind
Girl
I'm just a beater in a junkyard take me home
Get me some fuel and get me goin
Take you
block, we hit his eye
Talkin' all that shit, we gon' hit you, and you frown
We be smokin' on that gas, get me high, to get by
Dissin' on the guys, we gon'
[Intro]
Rest in peace, Pops
cin't a day go by where I don't think about him
Check
[Verse]
Having dreams of that old apartment number
Seein' my pops
sayin run from 12
but I got money stacked for bail
They tried to swoop me on McMillan
but I left them boys at shell
Ain’t no beefin with my guys
Yea
Man walks along the railroad track
He's Goin' some place, there's no turnin' back
The Highway Patrol chopper comin' up over the ridge
Man sleeps
slow, die slow)
It's just the, just the penthouse suite, know it's nothin' major, yeah
Told the lawyer that my brother ain't goin' back to prison
I
Backpackers pack there saddle on my penis
Best thing since sliced bread cut by Saukrates
Soul strut like Koreans with Bum Knees
Sy Wyld bring the beat like
roaches
So she don't care
How I move so player
G Pen, mid air
High school, I was gettin' high
Teacher said I was goin' nowhere
Now I'm worth millions
jealous
Okay smarty go to a party
Girls are scantily clad and showin body
A chick walks by you wish you could sex her
But you're standing on the wall
(C'mon girl, I was just playin with you)
[Timbaland]
Ah - see'mon, ah
You would not believe - see'mon, ah
What's goin down right now - see'mon,
(C'mon girl, I was just playin with you)
[Timbaland]
Ah - see'mon, ah
You would not believe - see'mon, ah
What's goin down right now - see'mon,
(C'mon girl, I was just playin? with you)
Ah, c'mon, ah
You would not believe, c'mon, ah
What's goin? down right now, c'mon, ah
Holla, c'mon, ah
You
Northern Califoolya's the snake
To start the strike
Clear folks and judges up have plenty of this light
So don't get caught up goin' to the spoon by noon
table
I'm goin' always be here, and y'all always gonna fear
The bronx making them records cause we always prepared
Got sons you don't know about,
the same guy that I used to be
We don't even talk no more
Don't I get up everyday
Don't I bring home all my pay
Don't I do whatever it takes
If I
lengths to keep 'em in place
Keep a good home, compliment their face
When we part, come back, touch base
One like you I can't replace
I make good time and I
Feelin' kinda evil, it's a demon when I ride (phew)
Spent twelve in the BAPE store (pfft)
You that one guy the hoes used to rate low
You that one guy that
Dont talk to strangers, nah nigga you dont know them guys
Stay up off the gram nigga thats where all the posers lie
Lien to themselves afraid of fallin
some guys wife and punched her in the tit
Got the shit kicked out of you explains the lump on your head
But this bitch still took you home and you hump
dummies doing letting you just pass by
Without a compliment at least
What's ya name, where you goin, tell me all about your story
He a lame, think he
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