Lyrics:
back from my classes
Or at Quals or at Little 5
But then every other time he was always by your side
I knew that something had clicked
And I was
to blow up
Don't you dare bite my rhymes, I'll make you throw up
Poison soaked in an acid bath
Swallow homeboy, your throat'll need a skin graft
Toss it
Text a nigga girlfriend out the clear blue
(Brrt)
Dead niggas down too far, we can't hear you
(Can't hеar you)
You can't even tell your bitch-ass
Niggas
through the dirt
But I'ma make you eat your words (I hope you offended)
You can try to hold me down, but you better let me up
'Cause you're only gonna
the weathers calm
Whether you're calm it's gonna haunt you
It's so tranquil when she's in your arms
In her arms no longer got you
Acid rain is falling down
It
I'm crying inside, I shout
My vocal cords won't permit me, I scream, but it's not aloud
You put your arm around Mama to calm her, wow
I just thought
Playing by the rules
The gods may throw the dice
Their minds as cold as ice
And someone way down here
Loses someone dear
The winner takes it all
Police siren
Camera; click click click click
Wow, young silk
Boy out done yourself to this time!
Why you back on slim?
Spread your arm wide
And pin
bar beat, pardon me
I bet right about now you feelin' like Jordan down in the Jordan Downs
In fact it's crazy that you even play ball to clear your
Walk down on your block and I know how to maneuver
I'll slide by myself I dk t need me a shoota
And I know how to shoot I might slide wita ruger
Duck
inside my pocket
Loaded up with hella bands
Throw that money in the air
Big booty bitch gon shake it fast
Uh
Came in all by my lonely
Lonely
Might just
up
Starks your bleeding
Nah, his blood fucked my white leather up
Ten G's down the drain
Yo hurry up, we got to get him up
Get the sheets son, let's
When feeding this dino giant
Anger potent, Hi, I'm Hogan Gnar
Cross me and I'll throw you far
Prehistoric Cyber Franky
Little Foots with bulky arms
on the trap
I'ma need some more firearms and a longer arm
To pat myself on the back!
When they went the other way
I held it down by myself
When they wouldn't
a hole and Aaron Benkert stiff arms Harrow 64. Benkert breaks his second tackle, fighting for every inch, and is brought down by Williams, and its
talkin' noise like a big boy
Never will I switch up no fouls or no hiccups
Cambo if you throw the lob you'll get your assists up
Swear to God, God said
to stung
It's the ethics, the rigorous training methods
Of the Abbott, incite overseas to opposition
Penetrates then infiltrates
Breakin down your
But the pins were driven down into her face
"God damn you, still trying
To destroy your beauty, Eh?"
"No, it's the fad, you fool"
"You're crazy"
"I've
What are these arms for if I can't hold you through the night?
What does this heart beat for if I can't lay by your side?
You must know I was made for
And I was willing to play my position, yeah
When you made me your wife-to-be
You were right by my side
Through all the changes
We've been through
Playing by the rules
The gods may throw the dice
Their minds as cold as ice
And someone way down here
Loses someone dear
The winner takes it all
this street before
Got left to right memorized
Somehow we always end up
Hmm
Kissing by the door of apartment number four
Feel your arms coming closer
I
arms wide open
It's the way you love
It's the way you love
Got me holding on with my arms wide open
Don't wanna be that guy
To reach for your hand
they like to see
I can feel the hate bomin', why envy me?
You should be tryna get your mama off EBT
BSG everything, August PMB
Brodie pulled up bust down
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