Lyrics:
the same
And by 1998 we still had game.
[verse 3]
Only a pawn in the game
Chastised for namin names
What was said and who said it
Anti nothing so forget it
are
So you force me
At your beck and call
In the night
You'll kneel by my side
To see what's mine
Tonight
You'll forget about your pride
The best night
off of pulling strings, fuck are you acoustic
I don't need no alarm, I wake up before the roosters do
Got life in the pocket, real shit but I could use
the chair
She don't wear no underwear
I- I wan' see what's under there)
Suck that dick, see where your mind at
Haha, no rat
I won't tell nobody 'bout that
You
assist me
Papi wardrobe is key, roll promptly
For slang hall, vocabulary Igor, Frankenstein mind
Rewind for a minute while I dig down your track, stupid
brain now I can't complain
I'm sayin', what else is there to do besides relax?
Let the problems in your mind become ancient artifacts
Perhaps these
hesitations
I just crumble apart in the affairs of the heart
Confident guys don’t tend to hide behind acoustic guitars
Some guys will string you along
Other
it hurt to hurt to mind on your own business
They can't even help they self fight they own sickness
I know she just want my riches
She ask why
Call my boy Poppa see to put a slug in your vest
Check, I walk around the street with the black tec nine
By the waistline, kickin' the hype shit
So turn
At two o'clock in the morning at the pool at the hotel
That's right, your heard right,
Two o'clock in the morning, pool at the hotel...
It was so fun...
Beethoven, Bach, and Brahms
I want some James Brown
Even Bruce, Brian, Bono, Beck, yeah
Chuck Berry prince, Stevie, Sly, Smokey
Johnny Cash in my Chevy
Heard
Beck: "I can't believe what
We've seen outside you
And me watching the jets go by"
I'm being watched for the wrong reasons
All scheming they say
the feeling
When you're winning in your soul
The wheel keep spinning, only got one love
Stop, stop the show, and stop, stop the flow
The world ain't ready
popped
Make you a target
Crabs in the bucket
By who get the farthest
Play with the money
Get smoked like some Marbles
Off with your head
They come at your
dare let go
We're the teachers, you're the students, class is in session
Pay attention boys and girls, and learn your lesson
We're running things,
Brains nuanced we the new ones actin’ a nuisance
No money but got my two cents
Good trees loose leaf and smooth music
Acoustic plugged in you choose
of time
The golden days so fine
In the oceans of your mind
How they drift away
It's a treasure that you keep
It's buried way down deep
And in that stormy
than one child
The abstract soloist, drummin from the heart
All the way from Philly in the West part
Relax your mind and let your body be at rest
you got it
My soul, it lies
My heart, it tries
My mind, is spent
My love...
You can take it all
At your beck and call
I will give to you
I will
from the lost and found
But believe me, I'm feeling fine
Now to the world I toast some wine
And then I'll do
Total destruction to your mind, mind
thinkin' 'bout it all night
Baby you should be up in my bed
Do you mind, do you mind? (DJ Khaled!)
Baby you, do you mind? Do you mind? Do you mind?
I'm
friends
You said what are you implying
You're a stranger to me
But by June we were family
My acoustic strums
Just's not enough to tell you
You're my best
of an era, rock rap's harder this year
No one's tryin to hear some fuckin old fart in a chair
Sittin on stage, strummin acoustic guitar in your ear
So you
of some solid advice
There's a painfully simple solution
It's as plain as the nose on your face
By Gad!
By Gosh!
By Heck!
By Gum!
By Rabbit's Foot!
By
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