Lyrics:
the craft and sit back, grab the phone and tell the boss to kiss my ass,
You won't see me in the mornin', 8 o'clock on the button,
I'll be on the lake
blocked by the knight at 12 O'clock
That's when the madness beings [echo]
So I start to focusing
My thoughts on the war
Cause the rule is the law [echo]
nowhere to run
And there's nowhere, nowhere to hide.
Don't you look into her evil eyes
Don't touch her cold skin or
You slowly will die
Don't be fooled by
entrance you with a story or two
A point of view
My point of truth
From me to you
As I move along this journey
I forget this world is turning
Day by day I am
call ya Maybelline
(Hey, how ya doin'?)
Rock my world, if looks could kill, you knock me off my feet
(Hey, how ya doin'?)
Can you feel 'em
'll get caught fast i'll
Make it your last lie
You make up every single story
Just to pass by
You cast eyes on me and I felt harassed-by
Your last cries
hands
I ran out, crying, and you followed me out into the street
Braced myself for the goodbye
'Cause that's all I've ever known
Then you took me by
to a fucking hydrophobe
Now he duck aquatic energy
I get segregated by my peers I got the metagene
Get me to shed a tear you must be smoking methamphetamine
The clocks are all crumbling
We're caught in a painting
Of Salvador Dali
You are my Gala
I'm Salvador Dali
We're riding the strings
cnteaters in collars
had so much in my teens
Now I'm grown up
I get sad
Wasted opportunity
Go forward
Not back
Into uncertainty
Be fearless
Not trapped
By your insecurities
Yeah, I was gunnin'
And then you look, all you see is niggas runnin'
And fallin' and yellin' and pushin' and screamin'
And cussin', I stepped back
Build a big wall you know you would if you could yeah
When clouds of warnin' come into view
It'll get the ol' woman right outta her shoe
Look out,
Build a big wall you know you would if you could yeah
When clouds of warnin' come into view
It'll get the ol' woman right outta her shoe
Look out,
a look into the peephole, and you see the lies they hold
With their goals, are driven by the love of the money, down of many
Bought so many, cost so heavy,
Ain’t got time to wait, I’m only into making classics
Something you can play in traffic or if yo day was tragic
Been nice since the Pistons playing
not when you got
Next to me
Then again kould it be possibly
That moment I looked into your
Eyes
Girl you seem to stay up on my
Mind
Can’t forget about
develop
The click clock, six shots blows through another door
And it gets hot, this Hip-Hop Quotable tug of war
Who did ya niggaz beats you bitches, who
and dedicated semi under rated fuck it to me dated by a wip ass
You niggaz lick ass we blast gas pletal freak mass
Doin the Macarana over 2 pounds of hash
my song
Trying to look me in the eye in case I didn't move on
Rent free rent free rent free
Till' you die you'll think of me
I want you crying on your
look for me
I don't want your company
I just want to run
I just want to run
I don't have anywhere to go
I loved you with all my heart and soul
I woke up
fuck it
Ima carpe diem diem diem look
Walk Round da Funkshin so funky
Smellin like da reefer reefer
Smi where u been at?
Kicked back Stackin bread
Tall
understand it
I don't know the right words to say
When we meet face to face
I have to look away
Cause baby I've a crush on you, you know it's true
And I can't
Hey boy
I've been noticin' you're focusin' on me
And to be honest when I look at you, I don't blink
And even when you talk to me
Honestly it's hard
Well then let me jump into the sea
Man listen grab your life by the balls
You're right but first I gotta get rid of this acne
It's not easy it takes time
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