Lyrics:
Oh, I can see by the way you walk
You're a lady that won't come easy
Oh, but let me tell you something
What it takes to please you
Try, try, try
I left the bike by the curb
Hailed a taxi to my right and told him, "hurry"
Everything was tangerine
Everything was fine
All the untold reveries,
When you have tried to give your all
You try to stand and then you fall
There is no crutch for love that's lame
When you find out, it's all a game
the club
I pop a Perc' and I float away
She blocked her man so
I guess she's stayin'
She off that molly and all in my pants
Let's make fake love romantic
down roads, and buy everything sold
Wasnt New York enough,
ain't West Coast enough
Yo
clbum barely gold,
guess I ain't try enough
Video wasn't fly
How does a bastard, orphan, son of a whore and a
Scotsman, dropped in the middle of a forgotten
Spot in the Caribbean by providence, impoverished,
(Inglewood!!!)
Manhattan in the house?!? (South Central)
Long Island in the house?!? (Check it out)
Is the Bronx in the house?!? (Waddup)
Staten Island in
try try try so hard
I'm gonna love this city if it only helps me shine shine shine
Those other cities just tried me
Told more than a few lies to me
So
Maverick, well do you recall the feelings you were sold?
Like Manhattan in the fall and all the washed away brigade within the soul
How it flickered
love)
That don't mean you gotta stop dancing
'Cause the way that you move is so demanding (my love)
Let's put it on cruise control
Let me take you
that a Shish Kabob/
Just getting started goin' retarted,
Still got some shit to pop/
This Rap Game just ain’t the same,
Let’s shoutout BIG & PAC/
We hot
losing this world we love and it looks like the sin that won't end,
So I'm reaching high up above, Lord let your blessings begin
And let's change
slum computer wizard
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards
The wildlife that kills for ice trife, like by the digits
Gorillas injected with
Shout my young New York niggas out there on that drill shit
Yeah, yeah
Ayo, yo, let me try this shit out right here
The scars of martyrs
but how
How can you say
That I didn't try?
You see things in the depths of my eyes
That may love's run dry
No
We leave to their goodbyes
I've
How can you say
That I didn't try
You see things in the depths of my eyes
That may love's run dry
No
We leave to their goodbyes
I've come
losing this world we love and it looks like the sin that won't end,
So I'm reaching high up above, Lord let your blessings begin
And let's change
give us trust a try
Trust
Not an easy thing, you say
Never thought the game of love
This way you'd play
By the things you do
Never thought these
By
Walk on by
Walk on by
Walk on by
Walk on by
Yeah, bitch, I said what I said
I'd rather be famous instead (walk on by)
I let all that get to my
do
We got to give a little love, have a little hope
Make this world a little better
Try a little more, harder than before
Let's do what we can do
along
Now don't get me wrong, chill!
Let me out, no question, no doubt
God is a drought
I've come to wet the party like a tropical depression
never thought that I'd see twenty one
Let's see what's gon' happen in a year now
All the people that I knew they ain't gon' be around
I had a fear that
without love we want prevail
Without love we surely fail
Without love there is no revile
Let's come together you and I
Pray for freedom, pray for live
Let's
kicked the bass like an NFL punter
I scooped this beauty, like a big game hunter
I said to the girl, "Boo, you look tired
Let's go to my crib, and bone by
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