Lyrics:
Stand beneath a rainy sky
The moon is over the rise
Think of me as a train goes by
Clear the thistles and brambles
Whistle 'Didn't he ramble'
Now
him I am doubtful that our love is true
But if you decide to call on me
Ask for Mister Blue
I stay at home at night
Right by the phone at night
But
said the diamonds on my neck dripping like snow
Baby maybe that's why my heart is so cold
With all these niggas watching I bet they all know
That we not
loving you is a crime I'm ready to be crusified
This love will never die e go dey till the end of time
That's right
You are the one for me
You are the one
and that's just how it is
You can't change the fact, that's just how it is
Where they at, where them niggas at?
I thought they was beefing
Nigga beefing
pain no more
What you got ? Bring it on
Is Go hard or go home
So I go hard I follow the ladder
Don't be soft but get conscience
Without conscience you
Forget your fallacy like strength of phallus
Phalanx is failing against gaudy chalice
God as my witness, I wince with its malice
Like malcontent
And it never stops
I'm waitin' to do an interview, so much to tell you
Today I feel close enough to smell you
Additional dates they were plannin' just
to turn
See like we soon go reach a point of no return
The vision and the courage he placed in we
Place we faith by the feet of the almighty
Give we life
pictures
I love you for you
But you naught by nature
Nice to meet ya
Can I have your cell
Make I ring ya
If I ever show face
So don’t tell me to leave
so long that
Even my mamma thinks that my mind is gone
But I ain't never crossed a man that didn't deserve it
Me be treated like a punk, you know
long that
Even my mamma thinks that my mind is gone
But I ain't never crossed a man that didn't deserve it
Me be treated like a punk, you know that's
so long that
Even my mamma thinks that my mind is gone
But I ain't never crossed a man that didn't deserve it
Me be treated like a punk, you know
Or let it happen, yes, happen like mi mother seh
Big entertainer, hot drop inna your ear like paradise
Oh stop the wailin', the prophet is sayin'
Trust
of Ghana
Get loot like that Trump bitch, Ivana
[Chorus]
Now, who be writin rhymes all night
Rah Digga in tha house and plans is tight
[Tight] Peace
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
That bitch she tell me that she love me but I know it's cap
Popping Red Devils
Bitch, you so retarded
I think you need a medal
E-girls running 'round me like a merry-go-round
I'm putting that pussy in a burial ground
to snitch I'll bring along a broom
Your'e too serious when you dress in black
You turn to a dog, but your tale it don't wag
You could of had a wizard but you
and,
Now I want to breathe.
With every breeze that blows my mind,
Like a leaf I’m flowing by.
Over pools of all my doubts,
I share my sorrows with
Lord
Is so real
O You alone my King
You are my life and my everything
My love and my peace
The Lamb that was slaughtered and conquered the beast
O You
of ever'one to tell the sad truth like
(chorus)
The Undi-Sputed, Heavyweight, Rudest
Pa-rum-pa-pom! No jargon, could ever dead, this yard mon! (Yard mon!)
hear is what you get, from a nigga like me
Uncut, raw shit, all I know is the streets
[Soulja Slim]
I got these niggaz wearing soulja reeboks and soulja
Little Miss Cecilia Green
Little over sweet sixteen
But the cutest flapper that you've ever seen
When the fellows pass her by
She will always
the moral of this story is be good but carry a stick
Sometimes it looks like a guitar picker just can't tell what to pick
He was Frankie's man and he still
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