Lyrics:
Put the self outside
Wisdom I apply
Make mistakes
Then retry
Slowing time
I stand by
Take no pride
During last goodbyes
Get the crown
Get the crown
Get
a message in the music ain't a part of the game
A, coincidence that we livin' a lie
A, coincidence that we only get by
A, coincidence that so many are lost
you home? I want you here with me
Ooh girl you blow my mind, I want to be yo' freak
Let me take you there, to that ecstasy,
Oh ba-by, baby
Gotta
at
Come on
Step outside you can feel it tonight
Everything is possible
Step by step we can all get correct
If we let the beat guide us home
You can change
and again... and again...
Western Mental Health Institute.
Where's the beginning?
Is there a beginning? Is there an end?
Or are we just in
that A (please let me get that A)
Please let me get that tease while you get sexy
I was gettin' by 'til I saw you ('til I saw you, 'til I saw you,
to fuss and fight
From right now 'til tomorrow night
So if you promise to love only me and be by my side
I'll let you slide
Without a doubt tonight
a menage-a-trois? (I'm too young)
Shall we imagine we're alone? (What can I say to that?)
Shall we dream of each other naked? (Shit)
Shall we get undressed right
Shit, tired of gettin shot at
Tired of gettin chased by the police and arrested
Niggaz need a spot where WE can kick it
A spot where WE belong,
and mislead By the Blind
Eastside til the day that I die
There he go taking that spit again
Bet on me Boy imma get it in
All of em sweeter than cinnamon
I’m
get paid
They don't get to play, this whole game that we made
Put out a song, it could climb up the charts and yo bank account look like you sell
what gets ya wet,
we can fuckin sweat it til there's nothin left, we can fuckin get it til we outta breath, it's different sex, in different sets, we
Of drinking 'til a candy sunrise
Last chance we make it out there
Last chance we get out there
Last chance we get out there
Last chance we make it out there
I gotta get it all out when I'm angry
When I'm mad at myself I'm a showpiece
Gotta talk about gender and bias
'Til it gets through we can never have
And I can't wait 'til we can break up out of here
Excuse me if I seem a little unimpressed with this
An anti-social pessimist, but usually I don't
your sets in the air
Ya bumpin' them tables and chests everywhere
Trampled over by the macs and the playas
You standin' there actin' like you wonder
your sets in the air
Ya bumpin' them tables and chests everywhere
Trampled over by the macs and the playas
You standin' there actin' like you wonder
(Pack 'em he's outta here)
We don't got time to be beefing with lee kees (Lil kids man)
Think it's a game 'til I get you hit for some VC (hahaha)
Oh you
I was blinded
By your headlights
We can take it from the top
We can start things right
All the love from
You can get me high
I can take you for
let me go
First we will smile
And then we will cry
But we will go through that
If you're by my side
There is one thing
That I shouldn't do
Don't let,
quotas
we'll bill for your quarters
Report to your foreman but
Watch for marauders
'Cause if you get eaten
There's fees for your mourners
Prosperity's
'til I'm paid, in the grave or landing (standing)
Guess I'm paid off trappin'
I if I get locked with opps
I'll rock my sock, I ain't chillin' with
I'm a ride til my wheels fall off with a G
Ride with the P, 89 creep
On him like a ninja, you entered the warzone
Your home Get bombed on, like an iraqi
Take my advice
It doesn't get easier watching the golden orbs floating out of the bars
And into space there's Frank Sinatra on the Juke box
Pause
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