Lyrics:
renegade, must stay paid
Not by financial aid, but a raid of hits
Causing me to take long trips
I'm the original teacher of this type of style
Rockin'
me (huh?)
Still can't cover up the fact
Your last four albums is as bad as your selfie
Now tell me, what do you stand for? (what?)
I know you can't
"By And By The Way"
words and music © Grant Maloy Smith
From the album APPALACHIA: AMERICAN STORIES
Deep in contemplation
Praying in my hands
Lord
't take it out one me (don't take it out on me)
Just ask God to fix it (Just ask God to fix it)
Now be happy (now be happy)
Come on girl, tell me what you got
Show me don't tell me, take me to the hot spot
Creepin' I'm blockin, the time be so tockin'
2-T be so rockin, these
don't need one
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Praline: Then I would like a statement to
That effect signed by the Lord
back to the thing
Shia Labeouf
Kid Cudi feels a way give him a call
Q Tip, I love you, bruh don't tell
Me how to be me though, i love you the
Tribe album
Cause the truth, they don't want it
Nah the truth they don't want it
Life happens so fast, it's a Usain moment
I gotta be an OG by now
Cause I'm paying
't take it out one me (don't take it out on me)
Just ask God to fix it (Just ask God to fix it)
Now be happy (now be happy)
through something (you goin' through something
Don't take it out one me (don't take it out on me)
Just ask God to fix it (Just ask God to fix it)
Now be
and four albums that went gold
I represent a Benz, BMW and a Cherokee
And still the industry won't respect me
Yeah, they give a lot of respect and props
hopes rot
I'm writing this because me and the devil had a dance
Now I see death around the corner, 'pologizing in advance
Don't know if I ever had
And to me, we have a culture that, uh
Is surpassed by, by, by, by no other civilization, but we don't know anything about it
So again, I think I've
shoulder... ? Aw, you're fulla shit, man... ah, listen, by the way, before I go on; did you get those white albums I sent ya with the pencil on the front... ?
ya know
Now the only thing I care about is picking a flow
Damn she can bounce on floor
Pulling me to door
I don't know if she wants me or is a fan
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Black Album niczym broń pełen śmiercionośnych wersów
P jak czarna ospa która zagroziła światu
P jak czarna owca niczym dres dam do wiwatu
P jak
the team DON'T MISS?"
'Cause we don't
We make the magic, chop the samples, drop the album on the internet
And my loosies are all that and a box of cigarettes
through something (you goin' through something
Don't take it out one me (don't take it out on me)
Just ask God to fix it (Just ask God to fix it)
Now be
This the last song on the album
Best song on the album
Switch it up
This is poetry supposedly the end was getting close to me
That statement sittin'
they know and shit
And on that note, I keep it G
Like track four, "Kick in the Door" by Notorious B.I.G.
Don't believe me, look that shit up, I
Moment of Truth 3
For those that don't know what a moment of truth be
This whole album's a moment of true heat
Roberto & Danny trying to live what
Yo nephew, give me some of that No Limit shit
Yeah,
We got my nigga Fiend in the house
C-Murder in this motherfucker
Mystikal all up in this
from cold night,in the morning.
'Tis the morning of my life.
In the daytime I will meet you as before.
You will find me waiting by the ocean floor,
more like a 100 yard dash
I done been through the worst of the worst times
Trust me but I still seen it all pass, all pass
Don't you know that one day
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