Lyrics:
the distance
She can tell by my eye lids it's hard for me to listen
She think I'm Jesus, I got game, her momma think I'm Christian
Psshh! I just came for
Hot pink, Valentine red
Black balloons, over my head
Let it float, let it float, let it float, let it float
Let it float, let it float by me
Let
Uh-huh, I'll see you later
Uh-huh, I'll see you later
Uh-huh, I'll see you later
They call me Taboo
Go on and on like Badu
No drive-by, just drive
taboo
Get your ass beat by Erykah Badu
Cause you wanna steal this good music
Put me out of business, now you lose it
[Chorus]
Tomorrow, don't you
lies without feeling
It’s like they all became taboo
Surely
Holding to hope that even in a fixed game
By being near the formalities you’ll quit
These
style, I'm still *mini, money, mini, mini,
It aint all about the money*
[Verse 1]
When I was hustla, two dogs by my side plus a black pistola
Loud MCs,
best now
We all need to rest now
Leave me alone
And wait by the phone
I was the driver
You ran the show
You had the last word
The go or no go
mini, money, mini, mini
It ain't all about the money
When I was hustler, two dogs by my side plus a black pistola
Loud MCs, feel the silencer
Y'all still
Passion is the fashion taboos are taboo
Do you see through this voodoo
Cause it stinks like doodoo
Yo it's sad but too true how many don't have a clue
on by
In a long slow dance with you
Crazy how you keep on leading me boy
To a place beyond taboo
You're a cool persuader
Hey don't you have no shame
the tidiest officer's mess
Just mention her name
That isn't funny
Peron is a fool, breaking every taboo
Installing a girl in the army H.Q.
And she's
the sky, reflectin' back by my house
Some of my guys for murdered and damn, I feel lost in this lonely road
With no highs and only lows, and no ties, only
had to wear no black eyes from beatings
As long as he doin' right, by you and the kids
How you gon' expect that man not to be who he is?
I ain't
Walk in the dark to a grave without love
Into the woods where the souls turn to dust
Put them to bed by a quick-hearted man
Placing all the lonely
I'm running out of valuable time
Without you
Am I a victim of your serial crime
Or just a taboo
You know that
Whenever we're together you just
minus the fact I'm nice I'm sorta like you
take my skills subtract it twice
divide that by 2 that's you and that's about right
but back to my life
by the hourrrr ,
Just like Nu brand flex
Yes
Wrap chop of course.
Hollywood stepping YP in Dior
24s kick the door , got the opps
Wishing.
Magic
pass me by
But one of them
Phoned 999
The police
They came to see me
I hurled abuse
So they told me
I hurled abuse
So they told me
They scraped me up
I don't wish to be your own
All by myself
No place to call home
That's just the way it is
That's just the way it be
No one to ask for help
I'm never
resets every Monday
But it gets better by Tuesday
I gotta find me a new way, to step on my toes like it's ballet
I gotta eat like it's café, they follow my
road
Pave my own lane, won't be stopped by the rain
And how many times can you hear it's a matter of time
'Fore you think ma fuckas sugar coating, you
Easy money, not acting funny
I never play by the rules
Yeah, I'm a fool
I do what I wanna do
You don't choose
I got ice on my wrist, so I'm cold all
Are you tired of consistent bombardment of mass hysteria
Force fed by the main stream media
Do you feel exhausted
Fatigued
Nauseous
Maybe it's time
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