Lyrics:
steady at your eyes
I remember DVD’s
Man time is passing by
I can’t tell you what they see in me
Sometimes I wonder why
Sometimes I wonder why I feel like
I wanted to end up with more now
I should have just stayed in bed like I know how
So I failed on the DVD
But I still had to get the money
Tell
Let's raise it up high to the sky,bullshit aside
Bullshit aside
Footprints on the moon,moonwalk away from
That bullshit they put me through it made me
All delighted people raise their hands
And I took you by the sleeve
No other reason than to be your leading man
And you woke up with a fright
Our
they got me fucked up
Man, I got polls, like a fuckin Mac truck
You don't want this fuckin nigga to
Pull up with the Mac up
Bao bao bao, fuckin back up
concealed inside of my team
Love me, love me, don’t you hunt me when my money is blue
Blue faces turn to bullet casings laid in the dirt
Before you rob
shed a tear
Either way, lay away the game
Pick it up later for some lay ups
You slip & miss, step ya pay up
See me comin' I'm on the way up
I'ma
[50 Cent] G Unit!
[50 Cent] A, be
[Scarlett] You can't fuck with me
[50 Cent] see, D
[Scarlett] We from the Harlem streets
[50 Cent] E, F
[Scarlett]
New sauce, New Drip
Upgrade, I'm on to some new shit
Up late, I'm all on my Stu shit
Can't wait I'm all on the move quick
Excuse me, I do this
at the movies
If I'm heated I'm off to get Caribou Lou to cool me
Created by Tech Nizzle and T. Wizzle one high day
We mixed it up and then I say we treat
situation, maybe that is why they tried
to pull this car over
If you don't got no money, nigga can't beef with me, I've been road running, chasing chicken
delighted people raise their hands
And I took you by the sleeve
No other reason than to be your leading man
And you woke up with a fright
Our lives depended
Circuit's of all these other
Rappers you did the
DVDs you did the mixtapes you
Came up on mixtapes
Like every other underground rapper
In New York
I was
at me strange but you know I don't care
Step up in this motherfucker just a-swangin my hair
Bitch quit talkin, quick walk if you down with the set
Take
to raise your sheep
Lord help me
I'm trying not to be
That person that I beat
But it's hard up in these streets
I'm trying to find my peace
I put away
I got LV on my fleece, yeah (right)
Diamonds on me, I'm elite, yeah (alright)
She want to make a porno DVD, yeah (Come on)
Put your hands up (yeah)
want your own
Hating or love me no send you
You holding up a grudge and it's clear dude
The country is a shit and it's a mess too
Na condition nai even
Trill Fam., Young Savage you can catch me
Fresh kicks, fresh bows, and a fresh tee
We two crucial ass hoes yea that's me
Look at him his eyes closed
drowned me out washed by the Father
Now all my bars got the god Gene Simmons
Niggas still sleep, count sheep uno dos a funeral to you and those
Too cool
you're with me
Raise up your cup sing it with me
I got ibuprofen by my bed
Just tryna ease my head
This way of life ain’t stopping me
So I say so
Raise up my cup make a toast
Lately been doing the most
People never dream about me in the flesh
I'm represented by goats
Told my Nigga boutta buy some
you would… (haha)
Raise me to the sky when
I'm feeling so fallen
When I feel I'm so dispensable
Please show me love and
Take me close
Yea
Raise me
It's like a Jungle sometimes it makes me wonder
How I keep from going under they tryna pull me under
All my sisters and brothers so I
Raise it up
How can a boy grow up without
A mother to raise him
A single parent ain't enough
I know, I grew up impoverished
How is one man supposed to provide
Discuss these you raise me up dvd by westlife Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In