Lyrics:
Sippin' Triple Sec out the bottle
Catch me whippin' in the fuckin' s-
(Fuck it, I fucked it, right on the last line)
(I'm in Rob's room smoking crack)
really not leave and
Tryna keep my head out the water
I'm tryna keep on breathin'
Deadlines coming up
Doubt starts to ease in
If you ain't seen me smile
Every man in prison thinks he's locked up for a cause
I need something to do my violin needs to sound
I'm gonna see if Ernest wants to go a couple
out our lost go take more then a trill
And to the ones that's lost
That's more then just bill
Hey I condone in it cause what can I say we the heart
Don't hurt me none, don't hurt my pride
'Cause I got my little lady right by my side.
(Right there
Proud as can be)
I's out there paintin'
thoughts stay drowned
in the shot that I took to the head
Man I'm Ernest like lead
Yeah
Gon break bread on the beat
Yo I ain't no Jesus but you gonna follow
you? Heard you were in town, but I never saw ya
Tried to call ya, where are ya?
In Paris? What a beautiful destination
In Paris, right by the Eiffel,
ketchup
I'm hotter than a boiling kettle stirred by the devil
In Ohio in the summer with a sweater
When these wraps cut cold, and got you salivating,
now we out of town with Guyanese cats
Up in they gates bubbling packages and laying with gats
Shit was slow until the main fiend was offed
Just like
by what I said
There's one thing beyond a doubt
Inside every rapper there's a lover
Who's tryin', to get out
So let's make a start, unlock your
to maintain the imbalance.
Natives are slaughtered in their homelands
By governments seeking out new possessions.
Most of the wealth of the so called
might get fooled if you come from out of town
But I'm down by law, and I know my way around
Down in the Village, you might think I'm silly
But you
heart to stone
Might pop up in Yellowstone
Cause I represent the South Side
Of the fucking state
But reside in the fucking north
Side of the fucking city
hopes her chance will come by chance.
[Chorus]
In this wild life, where hearts beat strong,
We find our place, where we all belong,
In the highs
by the rain
It's such a cold cold town
Ooh, so a cold town
Every time I see you, oh, I try to hide away
But when we meet it seems I can't let go
by the rain
It's such a cold cold town
Ooh, so a cold town
Every time I see you, oh, I try to hide away
But when we meet it seems I can't let go
and his vision was bent
His men deserted him and onward he went
He came to a place where the light was dull
His forehead pounding in his skull
Heavy heart
every girl in history
She bangs, she bangs
I'm wasted by the way she moves (she moves)
No one ever looked so fine
She reminds me that a woman's got
every girl in history
She bangs, she bangs
I'm wasted by the way she moves (she moves)
No one ever looked so fine
She reminds me that a woman's got
the light, in the dark
In the soul, in ya heart
To the end, from the start
Good music
In the light, in the dark
In the soul, in ya heart
To the end, from
Ain't no love in Oakland, bitch
Niggas always talkin bout 'I love you'
But ain't no love, bitch
Now it's a shame, I can't be saved by John
Russian roulette, the chamber's spinnin'
Death by my own manslaughter
I'm going out like Ernest Hemingway and his sister
And his brother and his father
Cartier
Dom Perignon, I get down from the brown
I get chauffeured around
I pour up with my rounds, I pour up out of town
I'm corrupting your town with
gangsta that died by the sword
Used to smoke blunt to the back of Encore
Drive up town, in like ten cars or more
Tryin' to see some that we never seen
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