Lyrics:
it almost took his whole face off
We got to take position ready for faceoff
With blitz like Dallas ain't no Superbowl faceoff
We form like
ain't nothin' but another day
But only God knows where I'd be
If you ever stopped lovin' me
The bank man, the boss man, the lawman
All tryin' to get their
disappear
Madame Butterfly, she lulls me to sleep
Like an ancient river
So wide and deep
She said, "Be easy, baby, ain't nothin' worth stealin' here"
Gang
Gang
It's two timez
Fuck up the city she come by tha two
Ain't no discussion don't play by tha rules
Giving her knowledge like she still in
actually been through
I'd rather tell you bout the real me, nothin but the truth
No need to flex, nah
No need to front, nah
No need to flex, nah
No need
nigga
Facts
Facts
Facts
Ay, I'm poppin' but ain't nothin' new
Got a juice, I'ma tell you the truth
I been winnin', I don't like to lose
I'm a captain, you
much too rough,)
(Still running with barefeet, I ain't got nothin' but my soul,)
(Freedom is the ultimate goal
Life and death is small on the whole, in
of the air, over the cattle, and over all the earth
[Tech N9ne]
Projected image across my soul saying can't (Die)
Many death situations but that ain't (Why)
I
well certain of it
I ain't tryna be rude, but they ain't got nothin' on you, girl
I ain't tryna refuse anything you want me to do, cause
You're my queen
by vision of my bone
Made me feel this chick was on
She said (I'm bored I ain't did nothin but lay round the house all week)
And so I said in my
cool
I been heavy shopping
Saks Fifth Avenue
Did it by myself, nigga, I ain't have a crew
Think that he get higher
He ain't got a clue
Bitch, I'm feelin'
my head and my woman by my side
Tail-pipe's poppin', the radio's rockin', "Country boy can survive"
If you got a problem with that, ha, ha, you can
my head and my woman by my side
Tail-pipe's poppin', the radio's rockin', "Country boy can survive"
If you got a problem with that, ha, ha, you can
BUT I GOT NOTHIN TO DO AND I SURE MISS SAVANNAH WHEN I’M BLUE MAKE LOTS OF PLANS I DON’T INTEND TO KEEP KICK UP MY HEELS, LAY BACK, AND TRY TO SLEEP
but they juss might laugh at me
Im in my thoughts baby i dont fwu
I talked to god nd he said i aint done wit ya
I was always in the halls
See ik im
stolen
Anyway, I know your number
You got a 'gas, grass or ass'-sticker on your bumper
Go ahead and say I'm stuck up
Cause I ain't doin nothin that will
Hands up, officer don't shoot
Then pull your pants up, promise you won't loot
We may never understand each other, it's no use
We ain't ever gonna
a gul (shawty)
For I could cut (shawty)
Like lil mama in the blue (shawty)
She so got damn cute (shawty)
But she say she need cheese (shawty)
Before
I'm stuck here in Kansas with nothin' but my soul
The Kansas wind blows cold and hard
And there ain't no place to hide
He's holdin' on to that highway
nothin' on the news but the blues
Hit the mall, pick up some Gucci, now ain't nothing new but your shoes
Sunday morning, praise the Lord
You're the girl
Head to the room we can go dim the lights
We smoke and drink we laugh and vibe
I want you here, but you ain't by my side
you ain't by my side
No you
and money for rent
Taxes take what I ain't spent
I can't afford to work here no more
You know a broken heart and a broken back
Don't lead to nothin' but
Balls, balls, balls
Balls, balls, balls
You'll never touch my
Catch me if you can but you ain't man enough
You're standin' tough
But you know
this bitch up, we won't leave nothin' but residue
Just got a backend, I'm thumbin' through revenue (revenue)
I got a bad bitch, she look like a trophy
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