Lyrics:
but thanks to all the haters
I know G-IV pilots on a first name basis
In your city faded off the brown, Nino
She insists she got more class, we know
but somehow I got by
Treflo prayed, Mike Vick payed
Bobby Brown stray, Whitney lost weight
Kimbo Slice on da pad when I write
Dat may why they
don't hit me up first, man
Ya'll must got me confuse I take niggaz by two I break niggaz in two, man
Ya'll fake niggaz is thru I hear ya album is poo
a roll it up
And I'm a light it up
I'm in the district
Downtown
By the Trump
With some ratchet hoes
That I only chill wit
When I'm high and drunk
And we
Pimps girls telling me that I'm so Sweet
Valley Hi, South Side way before you need heat
Kids play all day in when light on the street
Kids play all day in
sometimes find
That Sun City is in the mind
I was just watching the TV the other night
The should appear but you know
Walter Cronkite said the Blues
And it
but the city that dreams, for sure
If by dreams you mean in nightmares
L.A, I'm a dreamer, but I'm from nowhere, who am I to dream?
L.A, I'm upset,
beware; my friends will find your weak points (then what)
Get up in there.
Attack your mind, with a fine line when I find time
And I'll find out that you're
eagle talons stay sharpened, like city lights stay throbbing
You either make a way or stay sobbing, the Shiny Apple
Is bruised but sweet and if you
to provide
I got you stuck on my mind yeah yeah
Baby, we keeping it simple I’m yours are you finna be mine?
I said bae is you with me to ride?
I need you there
it bleed through
The whole situation, anticipation
Of an album that's coming
It's called Finding Forever
And what'll happen when I
Put my mind together
with the world outside
But we know what's wrong or right
Can't let darkness dim our light
I'm by your side, just hold on tight
We on, we on this road
a terrible thing to waste)
Caught the face from the backs of the border of the mind state
I play control to a fraud (nah, it ain't happenin')
Nada to make
sure
But that was my, that's who I had in mind
Boom
But so, how did the album come about?
Aight, so check it out, this is how it came about
I had
in what’s damned to bleed
I ain’t got no metaphors
I ain’t got entendres
I just got a lot of problems
Won’t you settle for
Like an album of me popping
sleep, But neither do I
Kept awake by the memory of your touch
And its playing on my mind
So pass me another one, (Pass me another one)
Maybe I can have
blunts
Listening to the "Chronic" album, playing backwards
Shootin' at pictures of Don Imus for target practice
My mind fucked up, so I cover it with
blunts
Listening to the "Chronic" album, playing backwards
Shootin' at pictures of Don Imus for target practice
My mind fucked up, so I cover it with
fog
Was my mind
Like I was chased by a dog
Named time
I felt just like a cog
In line
Rolled downhill like a log
Get grind
I thought that people hurt
Little inner city Willie/much like myself
Was aspiring to touch the higher reaches of wealth
Self propelled by the propaganda of the MC's/
Glamour
a little nigga by the name of Chris
Nobody paid him any mind, no one gave a shit (ahh)
Knowing he could rap, no one lent a hand
So he went about his
a little nigga by the name of Chris
Nobody paid him any mind, no one gave a shit (ahh)
Knowing he could rap, no one lent a hand
So he went about his
the air tonight
This our moment, shining bright
Don't be scared of the lights
Everybody in the crowd, can you feel it?
Feel it in your soul, body, mind
control
He wants the heart that seeks to know
The One to come has been revealed
The signs fulfilled
Our fates are sealed by faith
A descendant of Abram
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