Lyrics:
you know cause you two face
Leave the fight no wounds I'll name you scarface
You ain't named al pacino
But I got a house in a sacramento
Some deep ed's
Let me say to you
Nowadays they hate the youth
Don't judge a book by its cover read a page or two embrace the truth
Don't ever hesitate it it ain't
lean got me drowsy
Green beam on the 40
Still knock you out like Rhonda Rousey
All my niggas’ rich and rowdy
Might catch a body
No face no case
Cash by
between the two
Im a lot but im honest
I live by the motto
Why lie, when the truth a do
A smile on my face
When im singing
A way for me to find peace
a mountain of Jim Ed Brown tapes
Stuffing your face with 147 grapes
Imploding several times until you are gone
Stepping on a land mine in your front lawn
a nightmare for anyone
White with a badge or anyone slightly affected by the tide to this race that I'm running in
Pardon me y'all the racists I run against
I wish that I was sober
I wish I didn't my fix
I wish I didn't feel like this
I can't even feel my face
I wish that I was sober
I wish I didn't need
turned to stare down her perfect face
You wore a dress, so I could have some fun
Whoa, woah, oh, oh, oh
Whoa, woah, oh, oh, oh
Whoa, woah, oh, oh, oh
essence.
I'm looking for some leverage.
Catch up, trying to catch me.
Curse-ed, depress-ed.
Here to make you happy.
"Hey daddy tell me why the clown is
grah grah trima mette l’italie sur le papier
like grah like grah grah grah grah
Fai face à face
fai l’uomo serio
sei real come una moneta da 4euro
to a n**** that's caked up
Willin to spend time and even more at Jacob
But you a**ume position, face down, a** up
And I think I got you in that same pose
Finger ring
Base in the place that shade hit's
Separate face with blade, I'm dangerous
Another lame came, he can take the same shit
I don't switch
to homicide
My city's full of gangbangers and drive-by's
Why do we die at an early age?
He was so young
But still a victim of the 12 gauge
My memories
chopp-ed in four
No it did not, you lie about everything!
Don't think I don't know about the sandwich
You made me say "Daimitt!" because you took it
Razkals Naughty By Nature
They had Delinquent Habits with a Gravediggaz Flava
And a Lighter Shade of Brown Dru took us Down
To a Digital Underground where
to every story this the real edit
Niggas really 2 face come and get beheaded
Told niggas wake tf up and gotta stop sleeping
Told her keep it real I don't
[ VERSE 1 ]
One by one goes the bullets in the clip
Put it in yo gat, one in the chamber, now you're ready to start shit
Heat comin from the barrel
vacant.
N’ face it, yall have angels, companied by
Demons;
Some of them are patient
Doesn’t mean you can’t have reasons,
To be ahead on the pavement.
So
chopp-ed in four
No it did not, you lie about everything!
Don't think I don't know about the sandwich
You made me say "Daimitt!" because you took it
A rockabilly past of which nobody knows
Makes his home all over the place
He goes to sleep by falling down on his face
Sometimes known as the leader
he's yawnin
Put his glock to my chest as I paused
Went to jail in my motherf***in drawers
Tryin to give me, fifty-seven years
Face'll be full
led to manslaughter!
Bitch, fuck if your cans brought up!
Yo’ gun, shit never mentioned
To kill Em’ Kennedy
That would be un-President-ed
(keyboards, vocals)
Ed mann (vibes, marimba, electronic percussion)
Walt fowler (trumpet, flugel horn, synthesizer)
Bruce fowler (trombone)
Paul carman (alto
Even if I'm by myself, I'm gonna be okay
Even if I'm by myself, I'm gonna be okay
Even if I'm by myself, I'm gonna be okay
You thought you was gone
.jpg/237px-Ed_Sheeran-6886_(cropped).jpg "Ed Sheeran")
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