Lyrics:
the road
Or what's just around the bend
I know that He'll be waiting there
With an outstretched hand
And I don't mind the rain
I don't mind the storm around
grown
And y'all wanna talk about practice?
Them suckers down the street get gunned up and clapped quick
The suckers by the Beach get gunned up
Over babe
Put this, put this stand up in your trunk, babe
So buckle up cause this can get bumpy, babe
Honey, we gon' mess around and get a ticket,
Gun shots is fatal, my bars is prenatal
I kill little niggas, up close, peel little niggas
We the hottest out, still, little niggas
I'm better in my
the 250
Stone had the best cocaine in the city
I came up in a dangerous environment
Kept a cutta close cause you
Niggas do the most
Foreign cars pullin up
I testify
You make me feel alive now
Joy risin up inside now
I just wanna feel You by my side
Sunrise inside my soul now
Hearts start to overflow now
not, brother
Polo Ralph Lauren is keepin' the Glock covered
Pour up medication by the brick
Sippin' oil like we're tryna sink a ship
So yeah, uppers
brother
Polo Ralph Lauren is keeping the Glock covered
Pour up medication by the brick
Sipping oil like we're tryna sink a ship
So, Yeah, uppers
place"
They capcorder certified A-1 blue
Ribbon sucker pride
To be preserved mammoth out glacier
Run away by prize with broken dignity
These wooden wings
(It's) The world's greatest thing ever thung
(It's) The saccharin that the
Sit on your tongue
Fill up his clip-on tie repellent
Squeegee to semi-developed
The earthquake hit at6 19 with a jolt
People went running for the doorways
And for the next half minute it shook
Up on the 17th floor
a bottle in hand like Lei Wulong
I just hit my runner wit' a bang to the chest cah that boy takes way too long
I was risking my freedom for what 2-2 kicks
Got a girl from the south side, got braids in her hair
First time I seen her walk by, man, I 'bout fell up out my chair
Had to get her number, it
caller, I didn't need another friend
You never picked up the receiver till you grabbed me by the hand
You didn't need a private caller, you didn't need
wrong
But I stood up on my trench
And I began to sing along
Then across the frozen battlefield
Another's voice joined in
Until one by one each
Let it be prophesized; niggas'll die because ya crew's goon
Around the way niggas get murdered by the full moon
Heard it in whispered tones
Niggas
Let it be prophesized; n****s'll die because ya crew's goon
Around the way n****s get murdered by the full moon
Heard it in whispered tones
N****s
her half to death.
Hand prints on her jeans, she woulda just got up and left.
But that's when she saw benny standing over by the bar.
She sat back
our song on the radio
You and me holding hands
Damn those checkered vans
So when you coming by
When you coming by
Remember you and I
When you coming by
Waking up with you next to me
Nothing will compare to that
I want to dive deep in your eyes
Full of wonder filled with hope
I become a better man
this goes,
‘Cause I don’t wanna
End up alone
Without a reason why.
So I’ll be waiting by the telephone
With an open mind and a weightless soul,
And no
Danielsan
Cuz I Keep it a rack
Keep it a stack
Keep it 1000
Cuz I Keep it a rack
Keep it a stack
Keep it 1000
The Greatest Leaders die by a hand
Serve it fresh you'll never die
That's the secret of this life
Cross my heart won't kill a fly
Go go Billy, do the funky thing
Take her by the hand now,
I put my life in the hands of a doctor out in Concord
And then a carriage as my parents half consciously sauntered
To a wood covered station wagon
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