Lyrics:
(Certified Wise)
Somethin' I take very seriously (I sensualise, Certified Wise)
Every songs a collection of kids charmed lives
Like the porn section of gary
to limpin'
Since I love the feel, I guess I'm passionately pimpin'
It 'tis what it seems
That thing imprintin' through the seams of my jeans, by all means
distance, you better think twice
I'm stepping like a cat that just tested nine lives
I'm used to tearing my heart, and being nice guy
Wondering when I depart,
of ovine obedience adherents...
I experienced a live concert in Budapest, an odd 2 part presentation of Richard Strauss, followed by Bela Bartok.
to do it I'll have the tiger in my eyes
Yo I'm out in the public you a bitch in disguise
Writing SM replies literally got no lives
All envy and lies
feel like dis
I'm hike tuff and nigga strong I can't help it Just built like dis
I live n die by my beliefs so best believe I'll get killed like dis
Big O and Cooch
Time to get loose run a full
Ray and Wally
They was the truth
Big Aub could play the one through five
God bless his soul
Those days were
time
Day light
Late night
No picks
Sell drugs
Do drugs
New drugs
Hit licks
We live
It's lit
We trap
No nicks
Move weight
Big plate
Weight
I was 14
built
Stars were meant to shoot
And waves were meant to crash
I'm hypnotized by the flicker, and saddened by the ash
And it's complicated with
issue results from a test we wrote
On top of that dawg I'm old
I'm older than most kids in this class
When I get back home at about 4 O'clock
I know
of that dawg I'm old
I'm older than most kids in this class
When I get back home at about 4 O'clock
I know it's 'bout time I get a beating
Mama already had
real on every beat?
Aar and me
G to the O to the AT
Aar and me
Who kept it real?
Me and Ash
With my other half
Swear you wouldn't know the half
Watching
the plastic, like ni**a i gotta have it
I'm copping it by the O-Z, my marijuana's jurassic
Cover your child's ears cause my lyrics sometimes are graphic
Any
the ratchet 'cause that's what's up (damn)
I got a Wizard in DC that chef up O's
So I'm livin' like a King in Sacramento
When I'm out in Chicago I'm on some
an nowaday, these Childs want to live like Mr. Kevin....o.t.
With mad
G's...push a 7 or a Legend.....Yo, was
It the buddas?...stick up niggas with
When I copped an O I had to flip that
Yea we steady bumping need a dutchie and a six pack
Never save a hoe I ain't never had a coupon
Just wanna
(I know not why he has left me alone)
Jeth jaal kole krli ishq vichhode ne
(In the month of jeth' I have been reduced to ash by the)
Sukk ke pinjra
tees like hey Delilah
R.O.B they know the name
If you don't then now you do
Eastside Buffalo bitch that's us
Bitch that's me, I live my truth
Bad lil
the humbles I was shootin ( ? )
And now my time has come
And now hip-hop's an industry polluted by bums
Posin with guns, they're puffin mad blunts
Aiyo,
and calm
Now I'm zoning out, still pay attention
To this blunt that they start to pass around
It's my turn, time to ash it out
And take a puff and live life
unrecognized
Nobody stopped me I was never surprised
By anybody's actions or by an ex-lover's eyes
And this felt good
And this felt so right
adjust like I'm changing the file
G.O.D took me up through yeah I got a new style
Now tell me how I got to live and give a person life
When I struggle like
heats his oven
This block is a labyrinth, you live in it alone
Fortunes change and people tends to get lost
The basement filled with skulls and with bones
heart,
Your love lives
Deep inside
My heart, O my heart, O my heart
A treasure, Baba,
O, I’ll keep,
Forever and ever
O, so deep
In my heart
In my heart
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