Lyrics:
things)
All I need (all I need)
Is Remy and weed (Remy and weed)
Somebody not afraid (don't be scared)
To co-sign for my Escalade (oh, no)
Gangsters
a bah"
"This program is brought to you by Snacky S'mores
The creamy fun of s'mores in a delightful cookie crunch"
"Mom, somebody's at the door"
"Coming,
more and it's 3am outside your door
I been down for the count more than Chris Paul
but this law you know what you in for
Tell them like where's Waldo
love, always hated on
Nobody wanna die just tryna' make it home
Shot by a cop and all you had was a cell phone
Somebody gotta pray for him
Open up a door
the Alpine to the Lodge
From ducking and dodging all of them blue boys
See a crowd try not to be paranoid
See a flash and end up in polaroids
With somebody's
So many windows
So many walls
Double lock-doors
Down carpeted halls
Somebody's crying
Somebody calls
Do you know who's
Livin' next door?
Here
by Mr. Hyde
Without an invite mother fucka, don't come
Monstrous balls in your mouth, get the fuck on bitch
Come on come on [Repeat x3
said, what goes around comes back eventually
And karma is a bitch, mine is gonna be pretty, please
Remember kicking me when I was down
Cause that's
to get with her man and shit
Later on at night, I'm stressing love at first sight
Some ain't right, I ain't the type of cat like me
to be dealing with mad
slide by 3
Ain’t no knockin on the door yea ya gave me a key
Really good see you keep it fine for Fredii B
Last time I saw ya it over cross the city
Way
the best of me
PTSD also overwhelming
Bipolar has my mood shifting
Borderline got me on the edge contemplating
Can somebody stall me
Knock down my door come
on and on and last long
Every time I hear this song, this song
I will be played deep brown, the place teared down
Dangerous on the door, seen it all before
Coats
coffin, a dolphin, I dive in it, somersaultin'
Somebody salty, its destiny, no bestin' me, no question, I be reppin' da Cloud
Like So Icy Records, i'm
that two-door swervin', screamin', "Fuck 'em all" 'cause niggas switched
Just bet' not be lurkin' 'cause this .40 Glock gon' give 'em kiss
(Hey) uh
2:00am and I was high and dry
These beautiful chick gave me the eye
She opened the door and I slid by her side
And we headed on down the line
I'm so
at the Jack of Hearts
"I know I've seen that face before," Big Jim was thinkin' to himself
"Maybe down in Mexico or a picture up on somebody's shelf"
But
at the Jack of Hearts
"I know I've seen that face before," Big Jim was thinkin' to himself
"Maybe down in Mexico or a picture up on somebody's shelf"
But
things
That's why I've agreed
To let you back in
Kicked the door in
With a different view
No three year plan
I'll be out in two
Instead of following
a thousand circles
A man hit me
Saying that he’d be here in a minute
All I’ve got to do is wrap it
And bring it down to the rented
By now, it’s a little past
they mouth and they nose
They eyes if they ain't closed
The lifestyle that I chose who knows may make me rich
But if them feds kick down them doors then
plunge, shipwrecked
Go get your homework done, down to the books you’re spine is not enough inflected
But oh, by the way, said my father before being
What did you care?
etc. etc.
*
Anything and everything can be so easily institutionalised,
A poor parody of itself. Itself contained by itself.
ordered to war
So at 3:45, which, by the way, is a quarter a to four
Somebody ask me for change for a dollar
While I spray your ass with four different
punchlines
Hit the skies for the bitching
Look at how we living
No chef up in the kitchen
But bitches be over three times
A week making chicken
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