Lyrics:
Every Saturday afternoon I find myself stuck
Between a rock and a hard place
A phrase which here means
Lying motionless in bed with the windows open
Nothing from that day but pure luck and pure love
And pure bliss. And all the grace that a god could summon
Aunties spaced around the place cornering
determination can’t be stopped,
As we protest, rally round the clock.
V102 Woman 1
Not afraid to throw a rock!
V103 Woman 2
Or confronted by a cop!
V104
Radio, radio man
Tell us how to sing again
He said don’t cuss, stand up straight and tall
But I can’t rock soft
It’s just that look in her eye
It
Your design
That I visualize
When I'm riding by
On lonely nights
It's by design
That we're dignified
By the lightning skies
And the sands of time
land split Sanchez
Another grip by lif, that's M-R to the L-I
Leave niggas near far for rippin' tongues soft
Searchin' for the center of ya frame,
get laid
Stayin' soft with a hoe getchu crossed by a hoe
I break a bitch down then I'm off with the dough
I'm so hungry, I can't wait to eat
I ride
warmth and ease. Or you may want to relax into the contours of a favorite chair or a familiar cushion. I'll wait a moment for you to find your place
warmth and ease. Or you may want to relax into the contours of a favorite chair or a familiar cushion. I'll wait a moment for you to find your place
Kick rocks when I’m pissed off
Mayweather get box when I get off
Putting oil on the locks to resist God
But no matter what I do I can’t resist God
place
In the bay's soft hum and the waters gentle plea
Whispers the biting chill of distance mercilessly
Like you in every nook and space
Emptiness
the center and face your competition
As I rock, you jock, and in shock
And have fear, when the E is on the spot
(You pulled the mic handle, Joker, Joker,
a product of Pac songs that's means I can pop off
Grab a rock go bop bop to your tops give a fuck if a cop gets shot up
Wrong place right time karma caught up
me cough
Yeah she look pretty and her tiddies soft
Good with my money im trading out stocks
Got some blue dream and it's hard as a rock
I got thotties
mess
Every rock hides a crack
Every thorn has its flower
The plenty holds a lack
A desert in a river
Humankind is vanquished
Our playground is no more
around and stumble
Then you end up in some place I call it the concrete Jungle
It's hard time, between a rock and a hard place
You ever seen a sharp piece
techniques
Grab the pen
And place it on some loose leaf
Nothin' soft, always the tough meat
The white paper and
Blue lines excite my mind
Not allow'n me
in your place, we do real estate
Claim she my bit', then she gotta be gang
Like check Aubrey's gram, man she ride with a Drake
Always rock designer
milly rock
You can’t milly on this block
Diamonds they be biting
In love with money but I would never wife it
Shoutout my bro he by my side just like
Hands together prayed for the money i dreamed of
Got my people its good energy that I feed off
An I'm hard headed I could never be soft
Cut off
through the game, then rep for the borough
And there ain't no name that can make me shudder
Woke by a clock, and I wouldn't be alarmed
Nah
Sheero, how
blooded, they'll steal your socks dog
Ayo they'll take an open door and tear the locks off
I'm rock soft from the contact, I'm not young
Got a bunch of old
right and trouble on my other hand
Life is a tight rope I'm dyin' the balance in
And by the end hopefully I be the balance-man
A simple dude who can exude
and place
But there will be a time and place
And I'ma smoke his ass..
Throw him so deep in the ground, boy, you think he was grass
And when you wake up,
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