Lyrics:
Still I roll slow in the Chevy donk
Never forget where I rose up from, spit on my face, get rid of my funds
And who am I? Just another guy stuck in
the one who blocks the door
When the tax collecter comes by
The tour hits the road, he spends his day (Big fat road manager)
At an all-you-can-eat buffet
Hate was pushed away by sorrow
Now I'm just waiting for tomorrow
They will make my life a sudden end
Death is the punishment for me
I feel so
the house
Walked up in the living room passed out on the couch
Suddenly these cats kicked in his door
Ran up in the house threw his mom to the floor
Put
Not bad huh, for some immigrants
Not bad huh, for some immigrants
To the guys that draw lines and make the borders real
But then bend the rules
When will I see you again?
Wen the next time I'll kiss you
Nobody would have ever thought that I would leave my guy to be wit you
But I know this time in
could tell by her moaning
In the morning in the morning
I know things could get all crazy
But you made it from the hating
I know, I know
Girl you
(Chorus 2X: Scarub)
It's all too complicated
The things I want are over-rated
What i've achieved is understated
All i get is aggravated
I stay
you should come stop by" (sorry, bye)
Sorry babe, but I'm not that guy
'Cause I still remember when I was not your type
I ain't falling in love
Chasing
Chasing all the things you never had
Facing
Facing all the fears you never grabbed
You've had
The chance
Sitting next to her
With
Circle
But still keepin it Low Pro, workin for the po' folks
So everybody watch your back
I'm like the spook who sat by the door with a gat yo
(I know you
pen light up when I hit it
How many blessings I earned while practicing
How many lessons I learned while bad tripping
How many funny things said by
said the Fairy, as she kissed him good-by.
Pinocchio ran home to Geppetto, who was overjoyed to see him.
When Pinocchio awoke the next morning,
he found
keeping on the low
Due to people that rob and scheme
Still to get it by any means
Keep my guard up
Never release
Till the day that I be in Heaven
Yeah
Next
stay on go
We go by live and laugh, but this ain't no joke
Yeah, I'm tellin' yo hoe now, go ahead and tote
Cause the next thing you know, we pushin' down
doors
You and all your henchmen asking why the next gen
Did em like that direction they lack
Well we're like the Waze app we're here to help em find their
like you won't believe
I make the first move now she don't wanna leave,
I thinks she likes me,
I'll take the lead,
One thing leads to the next
Touched by the hands that have murdered a million
Unarmed patrons' fists raised
They don't wanna listen to the bullshit being fed to them spoonful
on the sixty-sixth level
My hands bare lambs blood, marked on my door step
Your first born swept, while your snake ass slept
Words to Live By, the human eye, can't
the baby in the head
Why you gotta take up both seats?
Just move on over!
Lets start the show
We have a special guest tonight
He goes by the name
husband is beating up your son?"
Next thing I knew that family packed up and they were gone
Back pressed flat against the wall
And they hit me with
find themselves, realize
Applications, true guys, sex, lies and groupies
Do these things matter or is life that shallow?
Internal
the conductor
Never stuck in a permanent high I float around my way
Wings and things help me to the next plateau I go
Way too intense with dense ideas I never
me doin' things I wouldn't usually do
To get next to somebody I was into
And I'm into you babe into you babe
Last night we met I feel I've known
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