Lyrics:
horses pass you by
Take a run and leap on
Pull the blinkers from your eyes
Before big bus has gone
We'll be stopping off
In every shop until you
in
(DEEP) is it exciting?
Ducking and diving?
Knowing that any given time I might find him
Am I a dick, a fool
A prick? Careful wit’ ya response cos
past his release date
This nigga hit him up four times
One hit the heart
And that hit my heart
Called his pops niggaz pick the phone up
So he come find
took a dose
For to cure her ill, she bought some pills
And bought them by the gross
And she wore a belt whenever she felt
The pain in her diddly push
stuffin
Bloody, bloody, bloody, blood clot, on your knot
Left kids in the stack with the big hot, sixteen shot
Duke listen, kids is missin, in action
If
reminds me of the past
Come on big and leave you feelin' small
So I took to drinkin' liquor on the other side of town
Way up in those woods beside
self-aware style, I like the way that she smiles
She want to know how I find the words I use
I don't really know but I can lie if you want me to
Angels sing
that fat pass BY, why asks why?
Made my way through the crowd with the side to side
Then I pushed up on the tush 'cause, uh, I ain't shy!
Said,
of ?:
'I like to start off by saying that prison is truly a living hell
It is a place where love and compassion are looked upon as weaknesses
to be impressed with my lack of an ego and
My self-aware style, I like the way that she smiles
She want to know how I find the words I use
I don't
big our edifice is!
That's exactly what they attacked when a typically dark skinned Disney villain
Used civilians against civilians and charged
because we can
(Hey hey) Because we can
We can wander the world
You and me and our vagabond hearts
We'll follow the sun
Find a home wherever we are
parts are flying around
driven by the nuclear fog
trying to hide
the vulnerable parts of the body
a fragment of glass embedded in your neck
cuts off
what you reap or wake up, shakin' up a storm like Anita Baker
I'll take you straight to Hell and fill your heart with hate
Incarcerate your fate in
I put the locket that you gave me in a shoebox
With all my favorite high school pictures in a Ziploc
So when I think I'm by myself I know that I'm
what cream mean, don't rule the rhyme
on valentines day nigga, you still couldnt find
the heart to try to step to, fuck wit
mess wit, your
to their big theme park plantations
Rather than to hearts of nations
Where we might meet people on the street who say
"I don't want my MTV cause it brought
maintain, you know? Holla! (yeah)
[Napolean - Verse 1]
The streets is a mother fucker, and I done said it before
Drive-bys, crack heads knockin at your front
tight, see me catching flights
At the international terminal, where you don't go
So don't go and diss, big groups, will get ripped
And tripped by mic
around
Because it's sleezy
Good lesson taught by my big homey E-Z
I got to compliment you on how you please me
Touch me, but don't tease me
Now put it
steppin?
They couldn't convit you if they couldn't find the murder weapon
A stolen car, plus the music is gone
Dark black 'Lac tight white interior, car
never knew I had a heart before
We made mistakes from the start, you know it's hard for sure
I'm too high up off of lean, I'm tryna park the Porsche
you'll have a
Good time with me
You know I'm big around these ends
Keep it real, I won't pretend
But if I slide in the DM
Guarantee that she'll be mine by
it
Just think about it
I wasn't born with a silver spoon, I was born with a heart of gold
I was born with a heart that shows reality so I'm doing
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