Lyrics:
but it still feels far
Can we learn to get by if we learn to have scars?
If we learn to forgive and accept who we are
You said
"If you break my
for the fall
Now I find my thoughts deep in this room all by myself
Thinking the moon might just explode if I don't leave
And the more I wait
It
that made my man blood spill
An eye for an eye you know my science of life
Is you man or mice thugs or the cowardly type
I kick the 98 shit for your
say I'm going at you it's a given when I spit it
So niggas talk out the ass amongst those who live it
So niggas get money bounce from the hood you
on a river and as wild as a straw in the wind
But you came along and just by being you made me feel like a woman again
(Every minute that I may live)
I'll
money's not anything and
Not having it is
Remind me again why we in this shit
Remind me again why the Grammys
Couldn't suck my dick
Remind me again who's
Bismillah Ar-Rahman Ar-Raheem
I said the good Lord made me what I am and I play this game for keeps
Gotta use what I have to get what I want, all
me?)
Shoutout to my wife, she had a daughter and a son for me (my son)
Shoutout to my brother, down bad, he made that bond for me (he made that bond)
The silence (in khmer)
Don't go
Does it have to be this way?
Can't we have just one more chance?
Those who know
They will not say
Must this
why you made me like is like slavey tech-nines and three eighties
homies live in shady pray for your baby my first born replace me
this ghetto
who i am
Verse 1
Ten 20 is the time
I made a bet there's 20 on the line
It's too late for us to wine and dine
Footprints are blueprints it's all by
can have the rhyme
And everything that's mine
If he agreed to be the voice
Who would read out loud the choice
That a girl I knew once made
And if he
I turn and ask the n**** who made this beat
Who can I run to? Me!
Yea I said it
The answers been inside all this time
Now I get it
You wanna talk
and long nights
Cause it's alright as long as we all write
Don't subscribe to the lives that devil provides
Cause he just walking the land to see who he can
to know
I'm tired of this hustle and bustle of a random person
Which is even I don't know who is he or she is for real
Why every man or every woman
Can't
All this on my chest
I just want to breathe
I just want to live life with ease
Feel like the breeze in the trees
The cool in the seas
I just want
to this thing
We all live for who
Saved by your own mind
Listen to your own mind
chosen
By Yahweh...
To live in this land
Not the Jewish people
It's you
You were stolen from Africa
They deceived you they told
You that you are slaves
But
yourself on a higher shelf
We are the victims here
The ones who live in fear
Not because of the impending doom
But the ignorant morons that'll bring it soon
was a fine line
Better savor every moment as it flies by
Every minute, boy, better live it, boy
Maybe someday, you'll be happy for me, oh, I
Every
opened up his back
Three more to go, what was four deep
Who were sent on a mission to put him to sleep
He dipped in a Benz, bein pursued by a van
Picked up
control me
Left my lovers lonely
Had to fuck it up before I really got to know me
All of the mistakes I made, I made, I made
Whatever the price I
ya know, who be the sure shot?
Live bitches ya know, who be the sure shot?
Shit
[Busta Rhymes]
I'm back in ya soul just like a minister
I'm big
to keep a good man down
But it's not hard to have one up off the ground
He said, she said, this-n-that
But who's tellin' the truth? It ain't like that
I
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